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|Half Awake (standard:poetry, 156 words)|
|Author: Michael H. Silverman||Added: Oct 20 2000||Views/Reads: 2379/3||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Mysterious images appear, half-seen through partially-dreaming eyes.|
Half Awake Deep the night of open fields all moonlit rue from tinted glass and glowing flame the starlight flew, in soft dissemination by the whispered coals vaguely drew the grace of these imagined souls..., Crackling in golden torrents, hard the fire clings... flaring from the gated grille an eerie wave of wings, butterflies of rosy ash that flicker, fade and die, invisible to science or the fully opened eye, followed as they leave a stream of scintillating dust, a pool of smoke and fire in the masonry and rust... the living heat that never speaks that lights the shadowed room pressed upon my cheeks reveals a seraph in the gloom, all of flame, a phoenix form with rolling wings of burning lace stirring from the embers of my intimate Decembers. Faltering I fail the strength to view the matter any length beyond what magic gleams in all my half-awakened dreams. - Mike H. Silverman (c)2000 Tweet
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