tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140450926086006433.post3240453639905109430..comments2023-10-08T08:50:50.788-07:00Comments on poetic conversations: Happy Ha-ha days Part Two.laughinglhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06767086528535553399noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140450926086006433.post-61624174722197373172012-11-11T13:49:52.438-08:002012-11-11T13:49:52.438-08:00MEMORIES (a dream memory)
The cobbled stones und...MEMORIES (a dream memory)<br /> <br />The cobbled stones underfoot <br />strain to the weight<br />burning above by day…<br />crystal cold to the touch by night… <br /> <br />In the cavern of her heart she sighs and weeps, <br />smiles and sings as a vision appears...swirling in space… <br />a stage, a floating stage…a multitude waiting, <br />watching, listening...a woman whispers… <br /> <br />I dance...I am dancing this is what I see<br />I am on a stage...I am backstage<br />I see…I am seen flowing around about<br />the purest finality of an aesthetic miracle,<br /> <br />I float back...back stage...to life…<br />lovely, sordid, tormented, thrilling, <br />treacherous; dreamy, melting beauty, <br />crashing heartsblood, roaring…rushing...life…<br /> <br />a woman whispers; another vision comes:<br />...I am backstage…an aesthetic airy purification <br />come to me, someone is stretching his arms leading me, <br />for I cannot see… I cannot see...<br /> <br />Remember, remember…dreaming...Ilana Haleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05769548778397824492noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140450926086006433.post-40080211060874949392012-11-11T13:49:10.175-08:002012-11-11T13:49:10.175-08:00MEMORIES (a dream memory)
The cobbled stones und...MEMORIES (a dream memory)<br /> <br />The cobbled stones underfoot <br />strain to the weight<br />burning above by day…<br />crystal cold to the touch by night… <br /> <br />In the cavern of her heart she sighs and weeps, <br />smiles and sings as a vision appears...swirling in space… <br />a stage, a floating stage…a multitude waiting, <br />watching, listening...a woman whispers… <br /> <br />I dance...I am dancing this is what I see<br />I am on a stage...I am backstage<br />I see…I am seen flowing around about<br />the purest finality of an aesthetic miracle,<br /> <br />I float back...back stage...to life…<br />lovely, sordid, tormented, thrilling, <br />treacherous; dreamy, melting beauty, <br />crashing heartsblood, roaring…rushing...life…<br /> <br />a woman whispers; another vision comes:<br />...I am backstage…an aesthetic airy purification <br />come to me, someone is stretching his arms leading me, <br />for I cannot see… I cannot see...<br /> <br />Remember, remember…dreaming...Ilana Haleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05769548778397824492noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140450926086006433.post-91660954532191345992012-11-11T13:48:49.481-08:002012-11-11T13:48:49.481-08:00MEMORIES (a dream memory)
The cobbled stones und...MEMORIES (a dream memory)<br /> <br />The cobbled stones underfoot <br />strain to the weight<br />burning above by day…<br />crystal cold to the touch by night… <br /> <br />In the cavern of her heart she sighs and weeps, <br />smiles and sings as a vision appears...swirling in space… <br />a stage, a floating stage…a multitude waiting, <br />watching, listening...a woman whispers… <br /> <br />I dance...I am dancing this is what I see<br />I am on a stage...I am backstage<br />I see…I am seen flowing around about<br />the purest finality of an aesthetic miracle,<br /> <br />I float back...back stage...to life…<br />lovely, sordid, tormented, thrilling, <br />treacherous; dreamy, melting beauty, <br />crashing heartsblood, roaring…rushing...life…<br /> <br />a woman whispers; another vision comes:<br />...I am backstage…an aesthetic airy purification <br />come to me, someone is stretching his arms leading me, <br />for I cannot see… I cannot see...<br /> <br />Remember, remember…dreaming...Ilana Haleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05769548778397824492noreply@blogger.com