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predawn dreaming



i.
moonlight's
a white forest fire
who carries me
leaping
like interstellar laughter;
shimmers in her hair
echo with the dreaming
of owl-wing music.


ii.
dawn spills
hung-over vodka
into sky;
dreams are hushed
into the dishwasher
like secrets
fervently scribbled,
then folded and
forgotten.


iii.
I drown once more
in deadly breathing.



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  • islekine gold member
    September 25, 2007
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    This is great!

    I like the folded and forgotten secrets.
    Write on!
    *PEACE*


  • Knight70 silver member
    September 20, 2007

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    Wow! I am without words.

    This is exquisite use of metaphorical language. I could get lost in poetry like this, because it is truly hypnotizing to read. Bravo! Thank you for making so many beautiful comments on my poetry.


  • kennethlaney
    September 20, 2007
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    Interesting Poetry

    Good poem.


  • DrunktankLullaby
    September 19, 2007
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    your writing is very inspiring.
    just thought you should know.


    • DancingRed
      September 19, 2007
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      thank you thank you thank you for all your lovely comments.


  • fishbird
    September 19, 2007

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    This is amazing, its been such a while since ive read anything by you... all i remember of your older poetry was the mr lino reading some of your stuff to the class. but this surpasses all, you cant compliment a poem with a ramble case of paragraphs can you? I reckon with a poem like this, youd have to give it justice by responding with another poem, because poetry express .... just something else that is just so hard to articulate. its just, magic with a 'k' (so magik) applayse applause applause
    very well donne. (oh lordy me)


  • poet2angels gold member
    September 19, 2007

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    Beautifully done and great for the prompt...wonderful metaphor...

    Lynda


  • FeedYourHeadMeg
    September 19, 2007

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    ii. is my favorite, definately, the lines
    "dawn spills
    hung-over vodka
    into sky;
    dreams are hushed
    into the dishwasher
    like secrets
    fervently scribbled,
    then folded and
    forgotten"

    although i think theyre all great.


    "I drown once more
    in deadly breathing" at FIRST seems kindofff unoriginal but when I thought about it I was like "wow, I really like the whole drowning and breathing contrast" its very thought provoking.

    • DancingRed
      September 19, 2007
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      Thank you endlessly for your endlessly beautiful comments.
      yeah, I get what you mean - I did opt for some clichés there... haha, I think it's 'cause I'm getting seriously sleepy

  • poet2angels gold member
    September 19, 2007
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    prompt is:

    "A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world. "
    Oscar Wilde

    or

    the picture above

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