Flowing like mercury
running through time,
as all my words unfold
falling into rhyme
Fleeting currents
wash away these dreams,
in an ever changing world
where nothing is as it seems
Thick fluid encroaches
to make an oozy stand,
in a stand still life
won’t you reach out your hand?
Flows of fiery magma
burn into the night,
in a world so icy cold
born into the light
Float upon the waves
deep into the sky,
holding all your dreams
don’t cry baby cry
A bobber sinking
a sign of a catch,
that is yet to be caught
perhaps a quick snatch
Lullaby of flow
dances in my mind,
as I drift away
in the whispers so kind
A contest entry
- PIF Sea of Dreams by Age of Rain.
2200 points, ended June 30, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like the mercury flow through time as your words unfold into rhyme, the world's currents washing away dreams, an encroaching fluid, the burning flows of magma, floats on waves holding all your dreams and you drift to a flowing lullaby. Quite a journey through words, dreams and song.
Marlene
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