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Melody of spring blooms from her flute.
Snowdrop fairy on crane wings,
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Pearls glisten with vital flame around her figure.
Aura of innocence filled with light surrounds her being.
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When silk skirts of insomnia rustle
and keep me wide awake,
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Eburnean corpse,
mother with lost son of light,
by DayDreamMuse
50 lines, 2 comments,
on Dec 26 6:57 AM 2007
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My heart pains, my soul cries,
but will it matter if I spill this ink?
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Yesterday, when the sun left its stage
and cast its final ray for the day,
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Moonlight marks slumbering arena
amidst hills of shaded green,
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The wind whispers with its playful tongue,
teasing me to start a dance on the frosted surface.
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Okay, this is the Shadows' dance, an interpretation of what happens at Yule in a spiritual aspect.
My form here is Intertwining Triolet
by DayDreamMuse
25 lines, 5 comments,
on Dec 22 9:53 AM 2007
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Thick light slips through jade panels,
ether spirit on a throne,
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Sunny day paints scenery of color,
tulip sea embraces earth's heated breast,
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Gentle violin injects its sweetest poison
into deaf human ears, leeches in a swamp,
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In smoky chamber filled with stench I am bane.
Maiden pale with shadow ghouls of poisoned ether,
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See through spiked nest,
grip upon urban landscape.
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Youngest sister of Horae dances lost
among her autumn kingdom of dried up brown.
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Below the red oak's shadow I bared my cross,
monument of tortured soul, cloak of shame.
by DayDreamMuse
33 lines, 8 comments,
on Dec 16 12:37 PM 2007
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My voice unheard, torn in barren drought.
For I'm just an infrared silhouette,
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August amber glows in caramel hues,
pyramidal vessel of blessed laughter,
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Lavender satin drapes the sun, gluttonous devourer of light.
Gaseous mercury curls upon barren corpse, molested for a hundredth time.
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Oh, sweet innocence of seasons past,
where has Chronos cast you away as an exile?
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Slimy shadows creep
down from darkened ceiling,
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She rises from her sapphire bed,
maiden displaced in time and space,
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Obsidian night, transcendent mantle
hides a banshee, marked by torment.
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Ruins of sandy Petra recalled
to a new frame of static time,
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Drifting fragrance of wine and cherries
caress sculpted body of slender youth,
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Skirts of gentle light caress sleeping hills
as mountain dew sets lush grass ablaze.
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Dare I imagine what lies ahead?
Fragmented dreams, oh how they pierce,
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Violins sedate her desolate prison,
a heart caged behind walls of porcelain
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Pierce through the gazing glass,
prism of pieces of time and space
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Once upon a dazzling flash
vision in shimmer and shine
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Spark of silence.
Satin dome with diamonds.
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In crystalline shadows
roams a heavy presence.
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