Mes: febrero 2016

Dreams and Heartache

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Descorazonadas ySueños

Dreamspinner Extraordinaire

My nights are cold and empty
Since the day you left me
Somehow I find solace in my dreams
Where I ride the waves to reach you
But I keep getting washed up on different shores
Sometimes I ask the stars
To come down from their perch
And give you a kiss in your sleep
While the wind sings you
A lullaby outside your window
But the kisses cannot penetrate your deep slumber
So the wind, out of pity, sends me back home
Before the sun can catch me out of bed

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Dreams and Funerals

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Para los Filósofos

Dreamspinner Extraordinaire

Do you ever have those times when you cannot write but you have to? This is one of those. We were supposed to write a spoken word poetry. But since I’m just not comfortable performing anything in any medium, I have to resort to this. So here goes that spoken word poetry that you can only read. I’m not even sure if I got this right.

Dreams and Funerals

Sometimes I gaze at the patterns in the sky and ask,
‘Is this how dreams are made?’
Maybe like the stars, dreams also come from a cloud of gas and dust.
They shine brightly at first, dazzling us with their brilliance.
But just as every beginning has an ending,
their vivid flame wane, burning slowly into weak embers.
Eventually, like all stars, their shrunken remains give way
into an explosive death, creating black holes.

You were that dream – a cross…

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