silent, dark and moth
These words were given to me from http://whoatethedaisies.wordpress.com/ as an inspiration to write the other evening and I had nothing… I now write the below (I probably still have nothing) but I’m giving it a try, I am letting my thoughts flow a little more. Critique welcome.
fingers splintering on bare wood
the night, eyes closed ~ except through
my third eye, the centre of my brows
early hours are silent, bar the tinkering
ivories that draws me from unconscious sleep
dreams will not be ReMembered
when I wake yet still I wonder
violins draw close, like moths
fluttering, movement; bow on strings
music helps my flight, as I drift or am I deep
in slumber now
wings circle overhead escaping from the birds
hush morning do not come to soon
I am in the woods, a far off place
morning will enter, UNknowingly disturb
spin… SPin hallucinating?
rest, tortuous circles upon the pillow
REALity or not, dreams, nightmare
bring me back to violins and
the black and white
so that I may rest tonight
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