Vanilla remedies float on air,
such sweet aromas swirl and collide
with glitter coated angst
and mannequin lies.
Beryl streams of broken dreams
flow through obsidian plains
and crash ill amongst
crystal shores of bloodstone.
Pastel words glide amongst whirlwinds
and sink into maelstrom waters
as hurricane winds fuse with
lilac whispers of gale storms.
Silhouette emotions climb in astral limbo,
and leave memoirs of glacier tides;
when napalm and moonstone shine -
bleeding sweetly into abysmal nights.
Please tell me what you think
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You were kind enough to read and comment on one of my pieces, so I thought I would return the favor.
This piece is beautifully crafted and shows that you have a great command of language. I enjoyed it very much.
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I forgot your applauses ....
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This is a beautiful poem Lil Kris. So much light in every word, and mine is dark with every line.. Makes me frown apon myself really.
Nicely written. Well done.
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"Beryl streams of broken dreams
flow through obsidian plains
and crash ill amongst
crystal shores of bloodstone."
I like this stanza the best. The flow is beautiful and the imagery is outstanding.
I don't exactly understand the poem, however. There are a lot of words I don't recognize...so that's laziness on my part for not looking up the meaning. Other wise, I like your play on words here. It keeps the poem interesting and the images are well used as well.
Great write!
♥Emily
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