Fragmented foolish fanatically bent,
a dream come true or a waste in lament.
Strange and so frightening disjointed fates,
or better than ever awake can trace.
Making love to one greatly desired,
fantasy's sweeter in dreams set fire.
Heart palpatate feared things creep and erupt,
making no sense, jolt awake quite abrupt.
Colors surreal, scenes of places afar,
feats contemplated, awake so bizarre.
Dance ballerinas, leaping over pigs,
pigs don Tu Tu's singing opera danced jigs.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and red,
visions obsurd bouncing round in your head.
Maintaining sane plays out madness at night,
releasing stress, sets pure crazy to right.
~~~Suseann~~~
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Written May 4th, 2006
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I like that you had more than one vision during the dream, lil' fragments..and to me this seemed like the way I dream
excellent
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sets pure crazy to right.....awwww, yes, it has to be true... great job gf.
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Great write. I enjoyed this contest as well, but my entry pales to your's. -
Great poem/ Will (im) you about it. William
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