Oh Dream, Dream, Dream

You who would dream,
spin spiderwebs
and then lace your hands
in an iron grip
and cloak a soul in sadness

black lips, cracked sore,
seeking, searching for moisture,
you with a devil glint
and an eye for merriment,
cut the diamond sure and sharp
slept beneath stars
no need of tarp or mattress soft.

then wound the ivy
chilling and cool,
watched the misty monsters
and visited in eerie breath
then flew high
an eyrie hard to reach.

Oh the dream, the soft kiss,
the cold breath on heatened skin,
tousled nightmares,
and looking into somewhere,
finding nowhere,
just the cold bank of death
as it crept

This is loneliness you said,
pervading, all encompassing,
a windless shore
and the struggle of
hooves futile in their heaving hopes
of ever reaching land.

Oh glory, glorious and proud
and eclipse of mind
and soul searing cries,
we whip the wind
and in her frenzy,
you hold my hand
and we dine, die and lie.




Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-05-27 at 20:14

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I love this.
It is dark like a black rose on a grave holding mystery and breathtaking imagery.
The passion is undeniable.
Wonderful and merits many readings
Bookmarked!
2015-05-31


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
this is the most difficult of your poems to understand. the images blend into something dark, and touch on loneliness and nightmares. i can only imagine the source of this, but it doesn't matter. not all poems are meant to be understood, but savored for the words and images.
2015-05-30


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Very descriptive but sad. Your words always loll and roll about with the excitement of novice lovers. Beautiful to read.
2015-05-29


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Elle, this is so vivid and searing, I hope it was a nightmare gone and not recurring. The intimate anxiety of it is very powerful.
2015-05-28


shells
Dark and brooding, but much enjoyed, second stanza my favourite.
2015-05-28


Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
For some reason this poem of yours put me in an Ultravox moodx

Ultravox - Wild, the Beautiful and The Damned Lyrics

Artist: Ultravox

Album: Ultravox!


Calling cards of madness
Pull the brass men from their knees
To petrify more images to dangle
Just outside the reach

Of the stunted and the dreamless ones
Who have nothing left to keep
For frozen dawns or nights
As cold as these have been

Don't ask for explanations
There's nothing left you'd understand
You're one of the wild, the beautiful and the damned, the damned
The wild, the beautiful and the damned

We read the latest venereal journals
Flicked through some catalogs of fear
You tore some more pages
From your old lovers hearts

Then we engineered a wild reunion
In a Berlin Alleyway
While your New York Fuhrer
Tore our universe apart

Don't ask for explanations
There's nothing left you'd understand
You're one of the wild, the beautiful and the damned, the damned
The wild, the beautiful and the damned

Break my legs politely
I'll spit my gold teeth out at you
Your sores are almost big enough
To step right inside now

I'll send you truckloads of flowers
From all the worlds that you stole from me
I'll spin a coin in the madhouse
While I watch you drowning

Don't ask for explanations
There's nothing left you'd understand
You're one of the wild, the beautiful and the damned, the damned
The wild, the beautiful and the damned, the damned

The wild, the beautiful and the damned, the damned
The wild, the beautiful and the damned, the damned
The wild, the beautiful and the damned
The wild, the beautiful and the damned

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2015-05-28