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| PSYCHEDELIC DREAM |
Hello, do I know you?
Why do you look at me like that?
You are smiling!
Your eyes even smile
Why do you not speak?
I know--so many questions.
How many more miles
To where I am going?
Oh! your mouth is moving,
That is a good sign!
But I still hear nothing.
Speak louder. Please.
When do we leave this place?
Here on the highway
I feel very peaceful.
Calm. Like on a boat
Atop shining sweet sea.
Afloat
Hey! Are you listening?
It's as if you do not hear.
--Why.....
You don't know I'm 'talking'!
Oh, my!
Something here is not right
I'm lying down
You are standing
Picking me up--
LET ME DOWN!
I won't drown.
I can walk.Why do you look at me like that?
You are smiling!
Your eyes even smile
Why do you not speak?
I know--so many questions.
How many more miles
To where I am going?
Oh! your mouth is moving,
That is a good sign!
But I still hear nothing.
Speak louder. Please.
When do we leave this place?
Here on the highway
I feel very peaceful.
Calm. Like on a boat
Atop shining sweet sea.
Afloat
Hey! Are you listening?
It's as if you do not hear.
--Why.....
You don't know I'm 'talking'!
Oh, my!
Something here is not right
I'm lying down
You are standing
Picking me up--
LET ME DOWN!
I won't drown.
Nooo, I cannot...
Nor talk,
nor hear,
Believe I've lost my sight
Yet I do not fear
All is right, OK
I'm in love
In love
Where, where is she?
Is this how we
Set each other free?
Coming to my finality
Here is what I think
This, the last reality...
PLEASE!
Tell them--I did not drink!
psychadelic_dream_by_fleetofgypsies: Deviant Art
Brilliant. this made me stop and think.
ReplyDeleteaaah, no-one can say it quite like you do! great write! really great write!!!
ReplyDeletedude...quite the trip...i enjoyed this much...
ReplyDeleteI mean no disrespect, but I feel I must ask. Is there ever a moment when your sobriety doesn't color your life? The question is nothing but honestly seeking an understanding.
ReplyDeleteAh... Steve
ReplyDeleteThat sadness running high and then falling into that torment of being in love...
Wake up, hun, and smile>>> you did not drink
But what a bad dream!
:-*
No drink for you--no drink for me. If we stay that way the happier we'll be.....hugs
ReplyDeleteNo drink for you, for it would get in the way of your truest music, Steveronis!
ReplyDeleteSteve E. I live in the Southern Piedmont, not too far from the foothills of the Southern Appalachians. The country of the red soils and thin B horizons, from that tragedy of soil erosion from cotton plantations...
ReplyDeleteDAFT SCOTS LASS!
ReplyDeleteMa'am if it "made YOU think", then I want to go back and read it once more--grin!
SHADOW!
When one of YOUR great talent praises, it carries yet more meaning.
Thanks
PEACE!
BRIAN MILLER!
It is wonderful to see you her. Or there. Or anywhere!--grin!
MAGPIE. The only thing on my mind for 25 years was "getting drunk", escaping the world and myself. My sobriety now is a part of me, tying in with everything I do. The AA program has kept me sober for a long time. Without it I would have been dead many years ago! AA has given me life...and a "way of life.
DULCE!
You make a good and true assessment of this post, which IS the truth BTW. Thank you! A "peep" PEACE!
DRY BOTTOM GIRL!
Got a real kick out of your po-em, as Dagmar used to say.
SMITTY!
Thanks for your informational. Someone could Google your house with that clarity of wordings--grin! (I did just mean what area, you defined it perfectly. Thanks! Goin' through there in late Sept, hope to see leaves colored by the Master Painter. But you RIGHT! NO drinky-poo! Desire for that is simply--GONE! I wanna know where I was last night, etc.
PEACE!