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Story Of The Footloose

Story Of The Footloose

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Category: Realization

On Fish and Flow

Drunk with fishes and ambition This night is music and waves This night but raves about motion of sound around … More

art, flow, mysticism, nature, night, poem, poetry, psychedelic

Direct Speech Act

I’ve been told time and again First in school, that it was wrong To not put direct speech in quotes … More

art, education, grammar, love making, poetry, school, speech, university

Being Beautiful

  Being right is such a stretch It’s such a fight I’d rather just be beautiful And instead of a … More

art, beauty, heal, heart, life, love, night, ocean, philosopher, poem, poet, poetry

The Game

There are dreams and there are visions The night before I heard your story, I’ve a strong sense it had … More

art, dream, duality, game, life, monochrome, night, poem, poetry, story, vision

Hand Aflame

Day, fades away, as hand aflame, I Have  spread my arms apart to fly Above the clouds, above the high … More

art, dark, monochrome, night, poem, poetry, self, spiritual, war

It Felt Real

  I was told, and with much urgency, that it was not really real. What was ‘it’, I had wondered, … More

death, existential, Faustian Deal, Faustian Pact, love, Luna, Moon, Real, war

The Awakening of Her Prodigal Son

Sister of the night; a winter morn Whilst my comrades indoors dreamt A delightful sight; an obscure form And just one lonely … More

begotten son, dream, morn, morning, poem, prodigal son, winter

My Old Book of Dreams

A thought profound A belated sound Embracing of the pain ethereal. I set to flames Those dusty lanes The sacred … More

burn, dreams, fire, flames

Seeker en route!

Seeker of the glistening skies Never learnt to burn her skin, to the integral organic akin. Said the heedful believing … More

believing, bird, darkness, organic, pure, seeker, wave

Golden Wine

I raised that night the golden grail, And held for sacred the ephemeral For in these seas where I’d set … More

Dionysus, eternal, perishable, poetry, wine

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