Title Unknown

Title Unknown

A Poem by Doug
"

Just something I wrote while sitting alone one night.

"

Your morphine sunset sticks with me,
tubes, soiled blankets,
the sweat on your brow
and the helplessness
in your eyes,
pleading, begging, mourning a life not lived,
dreaming–-restless, wide-eyed, merciless,
a dream so vibrant
you feel, and see, and love, and know it

All the while wishing that
what lies on the filthy tile floor
and rests between the padded walls
of your mind was reality,
and reality,
the legend of myth–

All the while dreaming,
bleeding musical moment,
picture perfect tears,
wishing, pleading, begging,
fantasizing along with me

Living that life in a castle,
foam blasted beside the sea,
where the tile truly is pure white,
and the padded walls tell the legend
of what could have been,
a tale of picture perfect tears
and dreams–

© 2008 Doug


Author's Note

Doug
I need help with a title. Any and all thoughts are appreciated as always. Thanks!

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Mythical pins n needles.. I don�t know about a title here.

"what lies on the filthy tile floor
and rests between the padded walls
of your mind was reality,"

This all in one breath conjures up something interesting, in that the mind might be tiled and filthy but thanks to the padding no one really gets to see that reality or non reality, only what any individual might like to show. The imagination is such an exciting thing in that it can run away to places you never would outside the realms of your mind, perfect and imperfect alike. It's a nice write, great contrast.


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Mythical pins n needles.. I don�t know about a title here.

"what lies on the filthy tile floor
and rests between the padded walls
of your mind was reality,"

This all in one breath conjures up something interesting, in that the mind might be tiled and filthy but thanks to the padding no one really gets to see that reality or non reality, only what any individual might like to show. The imagination is such an exciting thing in that it can run away to places you never would outside the realms of your mind, perfect and imperfect alike. It's a nice write, great contrast.


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The imagary is simply stunning.............the loneliness conveyed, a trapped mind, it reminds me very much of
my images as a child when I was in my padded cell, but I could still see in glorious colour..........


Perfect tears and dreams?

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

dream realities... dream escapes or dreamscapes.. mind leaks of imagery

i dunno, hopefully that sparks something in you. if not.. i tried, lol.

this really is picture perfect and i absolutely love the imagery and feel it emotes. Beautiful!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

In the present format I am reminded of Annabelle Lee and her 'kingdom by the sea.' You've come a long way, Doug. One doubting, hesitant step at a time. It is an amazing journey. Keep after it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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