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river graphic

Pause.

have you forgotten to breathe?
metal shards shred my lungs,
pressure-stuffed
I fall,
the clouds roll over
dark and cold,
your shadow pops my veins.

Press me to the ground,
it stings, it stings,
little punctures
in my skin,
I’ve forgotten to stand,
forgotten to dream,
pull me, push me

the river’s cold.

I float

I ponder
a lifetime
under your feet.

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I saw a red ladybug
plucked it off my skin,
looked down and saw another one
plucked it off again.
But this one wouldn’t go,
clung tightly to my skin,
I saw its little eyes,
stare right into my fear.

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train graphic

A mountain–ice-capped
snowstorm heavy,
We buzzed through on a empty train.
Turbulence,     constant
eery atmosphere,
peace in a holding cell.

We gripped our beds,
the white world shook,
we listened for the sound of life,
No footsteps      nothing,
alone on a journey–
a self-driven train.

Then came marshes, slimy and dank,
green rubbish, putrid
What lurks beneath ignites our fear,
Tall grass      endless horizon
I feel myself falling–
and clench my bed again.

Suddenly–ice–everywhere,
a virus cascading,
walls, floor, a sweep of frozen paint,
Our breath      cut off,
enclosed tighter and tighter,
desperation breaks.

I run for a door above,
they see and follow,
with bare hands pulled away the ice,
Opens       a pair of feet,
I scream, they pull me up,
where was I now?

A second-story to my surprise,
clean red seats,
voices–more people–where were they before?
warm      secured,
I confront the new faces–
All my family there.

I wake confused and dazed,
daylight already,
What an odd little dream–
a journey of weirdest fantasy,
Unsatisfied I close my eyes,
alas, the train was gone.

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fantasy graphic

II.
And the bird sings “chirp”
Waves of petals unfold notes
Sweetest elixir

III.
Have you dreamt many nights,
blue roses and turquiose seas?
Have you slept in purple bubbles,
Drifted on cool autumn air?

Do you remember the river,
where fishermen fished
pale see-through creatures,
small eyes like pearls?

Each one bears a hidden dream,
Which the stronger, at the end,
White wings will sprout and spread,
the dream will then fully bloom.

Do you remember when you dreamed to dream?
Believed and hoped the greatest feats–
untainted by the strongest fears–
Or have you been eaten too by the world?

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orsky graphic

I.

Through the waterfall,
pass moss-ridden rocks,
caves lined with golden light,
Bridge up ahead.

Stone stairs down, down
the mountain side,
Silver-dressed warriors,
Silver-sashed manes.

A thin river slithers,
kisses layered rocks,
On top—bright lit,
Sail-like buildings glow.

Blood orange sky,
Taupe-colored clouds,
Hang silent, untouched,
Spellbind land.

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candle graphic

Burn
what is burnt.
Light
what is    lit,
Dream
what you’ve dreamt,
Love
what you     fear

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sleep graphic

The Heart listened to its own breath
As it slowed to soft whimpers,
Ticked the sweet sound of time,
World of light began to blur.

Fog-like darkness pricked the mind,
Fingers rubbing conscience gone,
Deeper sank the thoughts of stress,
Docile like a harmless fawn.

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