What is there
to say?
Waking,
realising,
once again
she's been
where she's
no longer
welcome.
Why do you
stalk me so?
Stealer of my
dreamspace.
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Author:
dusk arising (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just a note about the music. That's Branford Marsalis on tenor sax. He released this Buckshot Le fonque album soon after he finished playing alongside Sting on his first two albums. He was voted rock instrumentalist of the year in the Melody Maker thing. Stings first two albums are well worth a listen as they have excellent jazz musicians on them.
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Comments6
Love this - such an original piece of work - You've got a real gift dusk.
I wasn't sure whether it was good enough to post u know... it wrote itself without edit. High praise but i feel undeserving.
A fine write dusk.
A fine comment orchidee.
A beguiling read dusk - - more please and I LURVE that tenor sax...........
Thats my kinda playing, you should have heard me in my heyday lol. Like i've said in my previous responses to comments on this piece, i wasnt sure whether it was good enough to post and i'm quite surprised by the 'likes' its reveived. I shall try to do more then LOL.
Super words d a, that dreamspace is so important to us and it get ruined on some occasions by unwelcome intruders.
Andy
Well when an ex invades my dreamspace, one who was a bit of bad news, it's entertaining to say the least.
Oooo, I shall play that again in a mo! Alot better on the big stereo, my phone sounds like a wet fat... Yo!
I'm apparently living my dream, just need to open my eyes better!
Have a great day my friend
I dreamed i was on a wheeled carriage being pulled along by friends with many legs...... alongside the beach swept past..... one of the frieds looked back, tongue lolloping about...... i swear he winked at me!
Yeah man play that track loud..... a trip back into hip-hop jazz.
My imagination is running wild..... Without doubt, now one of my faves DA... and so bloomin true... 👍
Oh it's true alright, but i'm a lucid dreamer and what adventures i dream up.... only to wake up with thoughts about misplaced familiarities........ wicked dreams tbh.
the best kind in my book... maybe 🙂
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