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Flames dancing dancing dancing flames dancing
Their shadows Javanese hand puppets
Jumping to sirens no chimes no gongs
Burnished joists shift and settle
Becoming trapped as bedouins housed
Embers vehemous they are a witch
Spit shoot crackle
Not like a New Year sky
And the stranglehold of a ghoul black smoke


Stationary as sculptures glowing dolls
swollen twins deceased increased heat inflated
To be charred relics of  a fleeting history
carbonated crushed ammonite children
crumbling effigies mocked idols dead dead dead.

 

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Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 5 months ago

The skeletons of subtle and most beautiful,

The skeletons of subtle and most beautiful, powerful expressive Javanese shadow puppets dance here through the chimes and gongs of their music that sends its tinned and tarnished brass clangs onto the polished beams and its echoes reach our ears through your poem. Its patterns like the sunlight ever moving and changing in our minds. Love Ann of Norway
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pinksheep

16 years 5 months ago

Your

comment is more vivid than 999, I enjoyed reading this comment, this comment is a sparkling cascade of phrases and pictures pleasant-