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Avalon
By Spiritus_Frumenti
Prolonging absence,
In discolored incarnations of wind-blown rose petals,
Tinged in brown,
Carried so carelessly through the plains of vacant illusions
Wandering around the boundaries of stealthy self-defeat
Pondering at the possibilities of a change
A rapture unseen,
Holding back the claws of the undesirable
The futility in constant guard against conformity
Lending a hand in the pessimistic fate
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But I am not afraid anymore
In this acquired realm the horizons do not always come
In different shades of grey,
In darkening tones of dire anticipation,
To the everlasting grasp of nocturnal fears resurfacing
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But have I been the victim of the most profound treachery
A misleading subconscious wrapping me in unimagined fabrics
Left to hold layers of fine silk
To overhang the full extent of my deprecated body, alone,
In between my mind and reality....?
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Copyright © Juan Antonìo Thomas, 2004
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Copyright 2004 Spiritus_Frumenti
Published on Wednesday, March 24, 2004.
Filed under:
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On Friday, April 23, 2004, urbanhumility
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wrote:
an articulate masterpiece, "wrapping me in unimagined fabric" your words reach far into the sub-concious, creating inspired imagery........so very well done.........urban
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On Friday, March 26, 2004, Lynaes
(859) wrote:
Beautiful, vivid imagery was gently expressed through this piece, I could see everything. Gorgeous, absolutely amazing. ~L
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On Thursday, March 25, 2004, WinterGrave
(258) wrote:
vary nnice, most exulent read, i must say your work is at the top of my personal faves.~~~Grave
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On Thursday, March 25, 2004, birdwell
(140) wrote:
thought provoking to say the least "in between my mind and reality" posed as a question...that's awesome ~db~
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On Thursday, March 25, 2004, Solace
(1069) wrote:
"I am not afraid anymore" such substance and meaning found...Of truth and the shreds of this superficial cloth and this pitiful visage we hold...There is no reality, or is there ony reality...
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On Thursday, March 25, 2004, flying_fox
(573) wrote:
I experienced a mix of emotions reading this.. from melancholy ("the futility in constant guard against conformity") to power ("I am not afraid) to anger ("But have I been the victim of the most profound treachery"). Wow. Fox
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On Thursday, March 25, 2004, flying_fox
(573) wrote:
I love your wallpaper by the way... Fox
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