In clouds

sorenbarrett

In crystal clouds of emptiness' meaning

ghosts of broken clowns are believed

The herd leads in vulture circles

God, hands folded,

molds anger and shapes hope

Dive deep in the murky pool of dreams

Conjure peace from despair

Distil charity, liquor of bliss

Breath life into the inanimate

Drink deep, music's poison

Dance on broken sunbeams

Become what is not

  • Author: sorenbarrett (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 16th, 2024 04:07
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
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  • Teddy.15

    Sounds to me like a daydream, your imagery as always takes me to places of extraordinary limits. You can certainly get into the mind, beautiful dear sorrenbarret. 🌹

    • sorenbarrett

      Daydream, dream, metaphor and symbolism all one in the same. We see what we want and feel what we feel. All is truth. Thanks Teddy my poems have become a bit obtuse of late, just a passing mood. Thanks friend for the read and most kind words of encouragement.

      • Teddy.15

        I'm having one of these passings moods too at least i am not alone, thank you. 🌹

      • 2781

        Woe unto then that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!

        • sorenbarrett

          Thank you for the review and comment it is appreciated

        • orchidee

          I'm IN a mood with KP! lol.

          • sorenbarrett

            Thanks Orchi I hope the mood is a fine one not a moody one.

            • orchidee

              I'm gonna dish her summat up for supper - frogs and snails an puppy dogs tails... lol

            • Doggerel Dave

              Not the first time you’ve used the term ‘herd’ in one of your pieces, Soren. I know of no better term to describe much of human activity.

              • sorenbarrett

                Thanks Dave for the read yes you got the point of the word,

              • Goldfinch60

                Our dreams can take us to many places soren, both beautiful and horrid. Fine words.

                Andy

                • sorenbarrett

                  Thanks Andy I appreciate the review and kind words of encouragement.



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