Saturday, October 20, 2018

Altered REALity


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She awakens in her dreams
to an altered reality...
in this world beyond the stars
he lifts her up on open wings
transcendent love he takes her
higher reaching rolling peaks of
desire
traveling in a supernatural world
she spins in a counter-clockwise
rotation...
flying  on an elevated plane of existence
never has she felt so high...

face to face
 cheek to cheek
   breath to breath
     heart to heart
        soul to soul

then the unimaginable
morning light; over the horizon
he drifts away, leaving her
alone in an autumn sky
tumbling to earth she hadn't
realized how far she had flown
crashing into a field of lost dreams
her wings torn, her greatest love
gone...darkness falls upon the
land just as the sun meets her
eyes...

alone once again she cries
whispering I will see you again
my love under the hunter's moon
a promise from her lips...

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37 comments:

  1. A beautiful ethereal dream. Sounds like it was wonderful while it lasted....but very sad when it came to an end. I do hope that they will meet again!

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    1. Hi Mary,

      I do believe they will meet again!

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  2. To have and then lose, having to wait. Sure could be a not so grand fate.

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    1. That it could Pat. I guess one will have to see if wings can heal.

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  3. I know that soaring in the sky....and the terrible falling back to earth. Having known flight, one finds it harder to trudge along on this plane. This is a beautiful poem, Truedessa. I felt each line of the journey.

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    1. Thank you Sherry, I know you have soared in your own journey.

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  4. She will always soar with him though...

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  5. I hope that when the moon up again he will come and fly with you again... wonderful phantasy.

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    1. Thanks Bjorn, fantasy or an altered reality?

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  6. "then the unimaginable
    morning light; over the horizon
    he drifts away, leaving her
    alone in an autumn sky"...

    This is incredibly evocative!💞

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  7. A great fantasy. I am sure when the moon is up and out again, it will inspire more dreams!

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    1. The full moon is on the 24th, who knows what it will inspire.

      Thanks for the visit!

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  8. An enchanting dream indeed Truedessa!

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  9. Lovely! You imbued this well-constructed piece with a wonderful otherworldly aerial quality - the separation and the coming back down to earth, felt all the more, profoundly.

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    1. Thank you Wendy. I always smile when I read your comments :)

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  10. I can hear the breaking of her wings, feel the loss of the dreams... all the longing she puts into the last words. There is so much mystery in this piece, worlds within worlds... I was taken by watching her wake in the dream, and then... when she reaches the end of that dream, I can't quite tell if she's truly awake or just in a different dream. You, my lady, are so good at spirals...

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    1. Magaly, I just love the thought you put into reading my poem. It does indeed twist and turn in different realities. Who is to say if she awake or still sleeping as what is reality?

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  11. Wonderful and beautiful. I read it as moving between different realities – or, if you like, different planes of reality.

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    1. Thank you Rosemary. In the dreamscape one can be a navigator of many states of reality.

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  12. Stuff of dreams and romance!!! Different reality indeed!

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  13. Ah, a beautiful sequence of rise and fall as in a dream-bejeweled sleep — those italics in the middle are of a romance at its zenith. And that promise in the end keeps the hope alive.
    A lovely verse! :-)

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    1. Thank you for such a beautiful comment. Yes, the italics is paradise.

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  14. She reacted better than I would have. I hate it when someone (figuratively) brings me somewhere, and then leaves me stranded there!

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    1. hmm - laughing - perhaps on another day she would react differently.

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  15. To crash land in a field of lost dreams just couldn't get any worse

    Thanks for dropping by my sumie Sunday Trudessa

    much love...

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    1. Hmm - I agree, a painful place to land in any realm of consciousness.

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  16. Monday Writes 177 is live I invite you to link up

    much love...

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  17. I will see you again
    my love under the hunter's moon
    a promise from her lips...

    To keep hope intact is a noble thing as it keeps alive the longings in one's mind.


    Hank

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