Death of A Dream
Once
I used to travel lightly, nightly
The words were fluid
The pages many
The chapters, finished
The love eternal.
Fly
travel far and see
whirl, energy of Father
Crystal rock was carried
Visit lucid paths and totems
Door
That One Common Cold night,
Walking, flying, laughing, talking
Slammed shut, the locked shock
Face, heart and soul got planted
Why?
Why was this The Waking Break
You unknowingly umprisoned
The Son Set solid that night
behind your key holed selfish door.
Dark
It settled further, tight, breathless
airless and obscene.
Dark jumper grew tight, until he did.
The snowy highway, once icy light
astral plane gorging gorgeous views
each flake unique, it melted then
rank locked doors puddled me,
not to be seen again.
Now
Ashes rise the garden ripe
return To Eden, books alive tell tales as
ink blood rises. Life flows again
like Eternal Golden Brown. This
Life Cycled Honey Pot
called "My Dreams",
Awake.
Txx
I used to travel lightly, nightly
The words were fluid
The pages many
The chapters, finished
The love eternal.
Fly
travel far and see
whirl, energy of Father
Crystal rock was carried
Visit lucid paths and totems
Door
That One Common Cold night,
Walking, flying, laughing, talking
Slammed shut, the locked shock
Face, heart and soul got planted
Why?
Why was this The Waking Break
You unknowingly umprisoned
The Son Set solid that night
behind your key holed selfish door.
Dark
It settled further, tight, breathless
airless and obscene.
Dark jumper grew tight, until he did.
The snowy highway, once icy light
astral plane gorging gorgeous views
each flake unique, it melted then
rank locked doors puddled me,
not to be seen again.
Now
Ashes rise the garden ripe
return To Eden, books alive tell tales as
ink blood rises. Life flows again
like Eternal Golden Brown. This
Life Cycled Honey Pot
called "My Dreams",
Awake.
Txx