Craft Dreams

Today it’s Open Link at dVerse, and I will put our latest collaboration on the site. Are there anyone joining me?

The voice of collaborative poetry

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It was either ascend by metaphors or go under a plain life
Sink, immerse, suffocate and drown in gyring commonalities.
Or so she presumed back then, persuaded as she floated,
Drifted and slided on tropes, and her own buoying youth.

On a neap tide she rose and with the spring thaw
The flood waters gushed and rivulets carved
Inscriptions on mountainsides. There she found herself,
A participle on an outcrop phrase, dangling.

Slowly, shapes around her coalesced and solidified
Small children sprouted at her feet, squalling and thickening.
Or were they phantoms? Drowsing, chin dipping, she’s not sure,
Sobs and wails mingling with sounds of swooping seagulls screeching.

Rocking in a way that felt internalised, she thought awhile
Translucence was her view; light and shapes that she tried to understand.
Passively she existed, but experienced a vividness she could not explain
Things seemed to happen to her without choice. Was…

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3 responses to “Craft Dreams

  1. So much to love in this wonderful collaboration – the first line, like the tide, pulls you in ‘It was either ascend by metaphors or go under a plain life’ to the final line burning her metaphors. Beautiful!

  2. An awesome collaboration – beautiful metaphors – wonderful lines of poetry. “Or so she presumed back then, persuaded as she floated,
    Drifted and slided on tropes, and her own buoying youth.” Wow!

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