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Diabolic Possibility

 

Raw silk curtains

swing between trees.

The sky is webbed with faces

some half-formed,

some scrawled in scream.

 

Voices rise in mists

curl in and out

of un-glassed window.

A song full of holes

spills past

the un-hinged door

into the shadow

of the half-dark.

 

Her caul of silence is rent,

in a trail of blood-scent

she smears

the earth, the sea, the peaks.

 

Eyes of a violet moon weep,

incessant rain rinses

the night into a hurried dawn.

A pallid sun hangs limp

out pierced

by the gloom of dreams

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Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Diabolical, it is, Goldenlangur. I love

 

A song full of holes

spills past

the un-hinged door

into the shadow

of the half-dark.

and "Her caul of silence is rent." In any case, I'm relieved it was only a dream!

 

Tony :)

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"A song full of holes

spills past

the un-hinged door

into the shadow

of the half-dark."

 

Particularly appeals to the musician in me. Enjoyed the atmospheric imagery. Benjamin.

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In any case, I'm relieved it was only a dream!

 

hi gl,

I'd delete the references to 'dream' and so take out that relief! Why deflate the reality of a nightmare? 'webbed with faces' especially conjured up the scene, and 'scrawled with scream' brought to mind Munch. A poem to haunt the day!

 

'enjoyed'

 

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Hi Tony,

 

Thank you for reading this and I am glad too that dreams like this come once in a while: ;)

 

Diabolical, it is, Goldenlangur.

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In any case, I'm relieved it was only a dream!

 

Tony :)

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Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Particularly appeals to the musician in me. Enjoyed the atmospheric imagery. Benjamin.

 

 

So glad that you enjoyed the rhythm here, Benjamin.

 

By the way, if you don't mind my asking what kind music do you play? :D

 

 

Thank you for the read.

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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I'd delete the references to 'dream' and so take out that relief! Why deflate the reality of a nightmare?

'enjoyed'

 

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I've taken on board your advice, badge and deleted the 'dream' in the title. :D

 

I do like your reference to Munch's painting:

 

'webbed with faces' especially conjured up the scene, and 'scrawled with scream' brought to mind Munch. A poem to haunt the day!

 

My own reference here is much more humble. Temples of the local warrior guardian deities have heads with contorted mouths which are quite vividly painted. I learn much from such comparisons that readers like you make.

 

 

Many thanks.

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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Particularly appeals to the musician in me. Enjoyed the atmospheric imagery. Benjamin.

 

 

So glad that you enjoyed the rhythm here, Benjamin.

 

By the way, if you don't mind my asking what kind music do you play? :D

 

 

Thank you for the read.

 

 

Sorry for the delay in responding. To answer your question: I play anything from contemporary songs, folk, blues through to jazz. I've even played in a six piece band providing choreographed music for exhibition dancers, who perform American Appalachian step dancing.

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What an exciting poem, Goldenlangur. I loved the scenes, the unusual and unique expressions, the setting, and the mood in this poem. The transforming of the verses is very smooth. I can not decide which stanza is my favorite, because all of them are striking and very powerful.

 

This is a wonderful poem and a perfectly expressed work of art. It really does remind one of Munch's art. Thank you for sharing it.

 

Aleksandra

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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