Illo Friday: Dreams
Floating in Space
floating in space
her candlelight fumed to ashes
contrasting light
chaos roars her to her flight
and she dreamt in full circles
without ripples she dove in deeper
the shadow of her wings she penetrate
like flashbacks thundering down
floating in space
she wants to forget
dreaming what her heartaches convey
chasing off her fears away
flashes of lightning lit up the world
whispers echoing in her head
the language of the newly dead
their disembodied utterings, their lament
floating in space
like an ecstatic raven
vanish thru an inclined driving force
she remained standing, unshaken
gone -
to devoid her variegate space
and she dwelled floating
but in a rostrum,
in a platform,
in a stage.
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note: this is my entry for this week's
atomicvelvetsigh consumed the twilight @ 5:30 PM
19 Park your thoughts here:
nice images. wonderful poem & i like esp. the fourth stanza.
nice one
that's where i'd like to be today
floating in space
isay.. thanks, so nice to always hear from you kababayan! 8)
floots.. wanna float with me? hehe.. sorry, think im goin nuts today! lol
but thanks for droppin by floots!
Beautiful poem and well illustrated !
thanks rowantree.. i really had a long time with the bg tho. and the eyes. (given that i havent installed my photoshop yet. tssk) 8) thanks for passin by..
Cool image and poem...very trippy!
This symbiotic interplay between the image and the poem is haunting.
I dreamt I was in your poem when reading it. Then saw a dreamy face in your complimentary image that furthered your poety :)
"and she dreamt in full circles
without ripples she dove in deeper
the shadow of her wings she penetrate
like flashbacks thundering down"
I can see her dreams in these words.
carla.. thanks, and hehe..looks like i got caught! well, im abit sober now after making that some hours ago. ;)
Mick.. maybe the mutal function of each of the two is one cannot live without the other.
Anonymous.. hmm did you? well, we all dream in our own parallel universes. maybe sometimes, the lines brake loose making some paths cross. and you crossed on mine 8)
.:A:... hmm.. mm... and what did you see A?
I especially like the last stanza of your poem, it's very haunting.
I know this is a little unrelated, but the cursor is pretty fun. I'm probably having too much fun with it, though.
wow! that's really spacey, V :)
i see you back on earth...
dazed lady.. thanks, sometimes i surprise myself too with these lines and how it leaves countless echos of what it could mean. and you're welcome to drop by anytime to play with the cute cursor. (it doesnt work on firefox tho)
dreaming-neko.. ohh this is your "theme" hehe... and erm let me drift for awhile tho.. i like it here 8)
Too cool as allways- Saturn is always a great place to dream about
Tony.. thanks! i always dream of being in outerspace.. even when i was a kid my ambition was to be an astronaut. lol...
There's a certain nightmarishness to this - the geometry of the triangles against the swirls of planetary rings and the face in the claustrophobic middle - nicely done!
Something like getting caught up in a vortex of memories?
:-)
I really enjoy the pairing of your poetry with your illustrations. It adds an extra depth to the IF theme. :0)
ian.. thanks and nice you got the "claustrophobic" feel (in an ironically big universe, that is) but nonetheless, it was sort of a nightmare feeling you're running although you are actually just standing still. feel like you're flying but actually locked up in a box.
.:A:... indeed it might be in a whirlpool of memories, thoughts and dreams.
AravisArwen.. thanks.. im actually just really not good in drawing catoonish illos unlike most at IF. and as much as i like playing with lines and shapes, i do with words too.
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