by Tracey L Hardie
Tuesday, October 22, 2002
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Shadows cast the moon
to an eerie silence of darkness,
whirled, followed by awe.
spiraling lights tower in mid air,
colors flickered in hues
hovering my statue ambiance,
I walked into its embrace.
into a cocoon
of luminous threads,
filtering into the depths
of my soul
to ecstasyís of insight.
revived to reality
of tattered clothes
discarded and dismayed.
with feelings of rage,
had I been raped?
Was this real
my mind screamed
or merely a demented dream?
( Honestly, I donít know!)
Copyright 2002 Tracey L. Hardie
(Dreams can seem so real.)
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|Reviewed by Mark Mahoney
|great well written write, strong and very powerful for many reasons, hope your dreams are just that...take care well done here...Mark...|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|absolutely astounding!! and awesome photo!!|
|Reviewed by Alexander Shaumyan (Reader)
|Excellent poem. Let's hope it was just a dream.|
|Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader)
|Dreams can seem too real--sometimes making the reality more the dream...
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
|Hope it's only a dream, flawless work, Tracey, as always.|
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|Really beautiful photo and verses....very good write!|
|Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
|Sometimes it is better to not remember, that is the primary reason I drink. Trying to remember that I should forget to never remember....oh the hell with it. Very good write. Hope it is just a tale.|