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"I dream of you, to wake: would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on; Nor find with dreams the dear companion gone, As, Summer ended, Summer birds take flight." Monna Innominata by Christina Rossetti
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bubbles

posted by Zoe from Chic and Sassy on Wednesday, June 03, 2009

My eyes remain in the darkness a little more
with each passing morn
The incessant pull of that other world
grows engulfing me
the silver thread that points my way back
frays and slowly vanishes
leaving me in the void
of my own colorful delusion
weakly trying to reach for reality
until it is forgotten completely

 

The Drowning bubbles

posted by Zoe from Chic and Sassy on Saturday, May 09, 2009

In that last moment of lucidity
when the fogs of dreams spirit me away,
sway- ing beneath the waves of my memories,
I see... your face ... above the line.

In a fatal attempt to reach
I scream
just a little too late
before the bubbles engulf my voice.

The salt burns my eyes
black.

 

a thousand mirrored jigsaw puzzle bubbles

posted by Zoe from Chic and Sassy on Monday, April 06, 2009

sometimes high, sometimes low
but never quite right, the distortion ripples
and grows

I could never keep up with you

the mirror on my wall was never whole
my shattered finger bleeds
a thousand possible souls

I could never keep up with myself

 

Spring bubbles

posted by Zoe from Chic and Sassy on Monday, March 23, 2009

An itch is found in all my toes
to saddle up my shoes and leave here
I always knew that familiar path
would look new
Last years leaves travel softly
leaving behind hints of green
and a whole new direction

 

So Easy bubbles

posted by Zoe from Chic and Sassy on Friday, November 28, 2008

I'm standing at the start
listening to the winner's cheers
a little too late to cross the line.
I never understood these things I wanted
But now, I can't feel my legs and
I thought it be a little easier
to stand still.

And, all the sounds begin to fade
the footsteps a little off beat and far away
leave me behind.
I never understood these things I wanted
But now, I can't feel my legs and
I thought it be so easy...
just a little easier...
one little step...
forward.