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A The Dreamer, and the Deceiver.

tpu 23 Sep 2017 Tag: Dream 3 comments, leave your own..


There was once a time,
I could rid, all I had gathered,
and speak to the trees.

To the wind, to the water
to the sun, to the soil.

I knew their names.

. . .

When the wind would sing,
pines would sigh remembrance
and the streams would weep.

Ev'ry stone, and ev'ry leaf,
all the thrumming birds and bees.

I knew their names.

. . .

Though I knew it was a dream,
I could see beyond my reach.

. . .

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ness 12 months, 3 days ago New Comment

i never know what to write in response to your words.
i know what to feel, but then the words get tangled in the root of all things you make me believe or see or feel....
this one hurts.
to think, to feel, as if there was an innocent if not powerful magic we all possess and then it fades, it runs screaming away from our own visage....
never sure.
but i hurt reading this.

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carlosjackal 1 year, 3 weeks ago New Comment

Top quality writing that hits deep.

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ButcherBenji 1 year, 3 weeks ago New Comment

Amazing piece, brother. You're another one I would like to thank for helping to keep IC a high quality site. You have provided some fine maintenance and I'm deeply grateful for that. You've been a tremendous influence on my own writing, so the gratitude goes even deeper. Thanks for sharing your darkly poignant expressions.

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