You never fail to envelop me into your world of words Mrs.R...everything you write is pure magic. Dancing on pipe dream clouds...feels like everything not involving depression and loneliness is a pipe dream these days. Stirring up so much positivity and negativity is something only your talent can do. My poems sport one mood and that is all. Another jaw-dropping peace from the pen of Frieda, ho-hum ;D xo
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Your words are magic Benji, doing the happy dance...grazie! ;-P xo
10 Years Ago
I've said it before but you know I love making you dance Mrs.R :) xo
Ah, the ashes of a pipe dream referred to as the collective stardust of what makes up the universe. The chimera used as a metaphor for emotions, completely different yet felt simultaneously in the same body. Dancing in the clouds to symbolize the profound effects that a pipe dream can stir within you, however unrealistic (perhaps being in the clouds is a metaphor for refusing to see the Earth for what it is?). You've enveloped me with this, well one.
"prancing in gaiety on chimera's contemplative infatuation" beautiful phrases, Frieda. I love this. It is so dreamy and wistful. Thank you for sharing this piece.
Out of chance, not worht it, no useful are those pipe dreams and some could be expired. But we gamble our reflections on wishing wells and catch the illusive smoke mirrors...Another excellent poem...:)..........
If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..