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pennies in a dreampool by ~flappability:iconflappability:



standing on your doorstep, just a single knock away --
        but
              i'm a pulsating percussion of butterfly heartbeats
                   my skyscraper weeps //  i caNNot brEaThe -- but

                  Envision   the   Universe
                              
                          awoken

                                    by a
                                               single
                                                    falling
                                                        bird     
                                                         ...

                                              /i would come in
                                                 to flip your frown
                                                   if you'd just remind
                                                      me of my worth/

  
   all of my parents                 as i scribble my name          
are working their way           in sidewalk chalk on the           Tomorrow's rain
out of that sacrificial             driveway of the home                will wasH  it  a l l
child-raising mortgage                    i grew up in                                                 a  
            maze                                                                                                        w a y.



                                      [science] built a virtual bridge
                                      connecting all eye-lands of the World.
                                      numbed the pain / revived the veins
                                      but the shackles of our nature still
                                             aches      the       s a m e

                           [atomic weaponry wreathed in gardens of gold]
                                      - the bane of man's intelligence -
                                        - the Destroyer of the World;

                                            i watched
                                                            the downfall of
                                            an empire
                                                            through a magnifying glass;;
                                                                                                          when that last feather finally
                                                                                                          broke the bombshelter's back,

                                                                                                           Two huddling hearts
                                                                                                             disintegrate
                                                                                                                 into the m i s t
                                                                                                               of warfare's blight -
                                  
                                                                                                                a solute of
                                                                                                                   two lovers' blood
                                                                                                                    diffusing
     was childhood just a daydream?                                                              through
      or are we all prisoners of escape?                                                                                                                 
                                                                                                                        the timelessness of sky.
                      so hold me now
       Summer's setting fire to your lungs
            Winter's freezing to my tongue
                                
               (i'm in love with a Universe
                      i've only entered once)

          

                                                             "please,
                                                                          don't be so Amazing
                                                                          I'll miss you too

                                                                                                   much."

                          because;
                                         NOW

                                         every second aches with
                                                    
                                          the brevity of a human life

                                                                     [lost forever] in this shocking snap of footage
                                                                                            on the Tsunami Ride of Time.

                                                                                             -------------------------------------

                                                                   
                                                                    
                                                                               everything's reflected in the dreampool of your mind

                                    
©2007-2009 ~flappability
:iconflappability:

Author's Comments

[pennies in a dreampool] - handwritten 4/11/07 - 11:45 PM | editted 4/13/07 | 3 hours


Inspired by Existance.

A poem from the soul.




The quote is from "Lime Tree," closing track off of Bright Eyes' Cassadaga album.


All suggestions appreciated...

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:iconalmostknowhere:
This is incredible.

The way it's laid out, the articulation. Just incredible.

One of the best pieces I've read on devart.

I don't really have an advanced critique, I'm sorry.

But again, wonderful piece.

--
"Great spirits have often encountered violent opposition from weak minds." - Albert Einstein
:iconmaskedfarqueharson:
I don't think this needs critique, keep doing what you're doing and it'll develop
:iconfllnthblnk:
To be honest, I'm usually worried when people use this kind of technique in poetry... I find it's just a way to show off how "avant-garde" one is.

But I like what you have here, mostly because the actual content of your writing was done well... How you arranged everything added to what was written; it wasn't the main focus (as I think it should be). Bravo!

--
Clearfield Review: Prose, Poetry, Art.
:iconmisplaced-karma:
Lime Tree Cassadaga Bright Eyes Oberst nuclear abbihilation yech


this is on par with the rest of your work; way to keep being stellar.

--
Escape Cold Herons, Jak.

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