Cauldrons of Wishful Thought

 

Where buildings are people

compressed, transparent and towering

a metaphoric world

of shafted crystal noise

muted light

and waves of impermanent heat

…………fly in !

Old dragon

offering

tunnels of copper

cauldrons of wishful thought

and sensual delight

flavoured

to warm one beyond

sensical

reckoning……

so swirling skyward

I break out of my leather

encapsulating bondage

and into a pattern of potential re me m be ring

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Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

12 thoughts on “Cauldrons of Wishful Thought

  1. I know what you’re describing but there was a second in where I saw the poet setting the metal jacket being torn open and flying OUT of your skin~ I know ~I nuts 🙂 Faithfully Debbie xo

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