I awoke poisoned from a dream of the night
as the breeze of life blew out of the unknown
Blinds opened to infant light,
as lies, disguised as truth, were grown
In the shadows, countless specter moons
ride on icy, broken hart steeds
Here trampled hinds, fell in swoons,
into bleeding lagoons of ignorant weeds
Time, a magician's illusion,
until the stench of rotting flesh does tell
of a child's lemon drop delusion,
where death's the only antidote for life's aging spell
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Hart a red deer Hind (Old English) a female red deer The deer symbolizes many things: the hunt, good luck, a magical disguise, unattainable wildness that can not be subjugated even in death, spirtual authority, piety, devotion, God taking care of his children
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Good write SB.
Thanks Orchi
Magnificent dear Poet.
Thanks for the review Teddy is is most appreciated
very well written
lovely
Thank you so much for the most kind comment
Reminds me how missing teeth had been the gifting of this child’s lemon 🍋 drop 🍬 🍭 delusion!
Thank you my friend
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