Float along

Float along

letters freeze in night chill
unintelligible the voice of silence
I move in the shadow of hope
imagery touches the awakening

the space fills itself with tangibility
cover my spots with inspiration
time reflects in the forest lake
drink my dregs of the cup

catch the echo of my last cry
float along in my spinning centrifuge
and dance with me behind dream curtains
where silent words intoxicate

© Bianca & Gerhard

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[MachinaWriter]

dance with me behind dream curtains
where silent words intoxicate

I really enjoyed the imagery in here, it was brilliant. All of it was like that, really. The spinning centrifuge (which ensnared my scientific mind in all the best ways), the forest lake. I will say that I think the last stanza is far more powerful with its language than the rest of it. All in all, though, it was a nice read. Thanks for sharing it with us. I haven't been on here in a while, so it's really nice to be able to log on and see truly inspired work.