dreamland

Post by **constantine** » December 12th, 2008, 4:41 pm

three steps down
the door was open
some bar on the west side
i don't know how i got there
but it doesn't matter
dark interior, with a long mirror
that followed you along the bar,
a few patrons, looking downward
lost in their thoughts
they reminded me of those paintings
the absinthe drinkers in the montmartre
dissolute, waiting for nothing
sickly light of fever
alcohol and ammonia swimming
tall black lady with silver-curled hair
followed me towards the back room
she pushed the knife slowly into my side
she pushed forward as i fell backwards
i couldn't get away

Post by **mtmynd** » December 12th, 2008, 7:09 pm

Post by **constantine** » December 12th, 2008, 8:53 pm

Post by **mtmynd** » December 13th, 2008, 12:00 am

Post by **Doreen Peri** » December 13th, 2008, 12:23 am

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enjoyed the poem.. .dreams are important... very

Post by **Lightning Rod** » December 13th, 2008, 12:26 am

where are the emoticon police when you need them?

witty poem dino tooloose

it reminds me of a paris poster mooolawn rooje

Post by **SmileGRL** » December 13th, 2008, 9:14 am

this played like a movie in my head...great visual impact

Post by **constantine** » December 13th, 2008, 10:04 am

thanks comrades.

Post by **Arcadia** » December 14th, 2008, 12:39 pm

some kind of she-devil in a crossroads blues dream, maybe?

yes, your texts are very cine-matic!!!!!!!

Post by **constantine** » December 15th, 2008, 11:41 am

that's a great title for a future poem, arcadia!

some kind of she-devil in a crossroads blues dream, maybe?

Post by **goldenmyst** » December 15th, 2008, 11:28 pm

Constantine, you took me into your dream world. Cinematic vision written with suspense.

John

Post by **constantine** » December 17th, 2008, 8:59 am

thank you, john. merry christmas to all!