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| Doll by Emma Whitlock |
Each night
I part the curtain that separates
Reality from dream
Stepping through I
Become
Symbol archetype meaning metaphor
I lose concreteness
Skin bone blood
Ephemeral things
Mutable
Climbing through windows of myth
Drifting on currents of time
I meet myself
In sweet moments of lucidity
Then become lost in a labyrinth
Of consciousness
A Minotaur trapped
In my own mind's maze
Struggling to break free
Then
Daylight
Opening my eyes still sticky from sleep
I find a silken thread
6 comments:
WOW! This is simply amazing! I was instantly caught in your web of words and thrilled to read each successive line. What a unique description of entering the dream-world, and so spot on as an interpretation of the doll. I loved it.
Of consciousness
A Minotaur trapped
In my own mind's maze
and the silken thread that remains from the dream is a great touch!
So well done. Very good.
... as I wipe the sleep from my eyes tomorrow morning, I am going to think of that silken thread.
Yes!! This is excellent, rich I can almost feel the heaviness of sleep hanging on your words!! Well captured!
I love yours Lolamouse! I did this doll, too...but yours is so vivid and wonderful! I love it~
Well Done @>----------
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