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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Written: November 24, 2024 for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann __________________________ In a calyx of ambivalent dreams, where shadows swirl as silken strands, I slip through the surface, a sailboat in a tide of thoughts, where colors speak in whispers, and sounds weave a tapestry of guffaw and sighs. I am an astronaut, zipping into a cosmos of canorous clangor past comets with names such as chimera and planets blooming with a corpulent deluge simmering under layers of desultory dust, each a sun waiting to ignite an encomium spark. Footfalls on the ledge of splendor, swirling in circles, a kaleidoscope of moments — jumping from the quicksilver of a fleeting glance, to the deep sinkhole of silence, where time slows to the pulse of heart. Here, on this canvas of perception, the boundary of self dissolves, melting into the esoteric ocean and excruciatingly eviscerated thoughts are squid jauntily joined by caring currents, amber-colored fires dancing on the horizon, unraveling secrets hidden in their stings. I chase shadows, those swift-painting phantoms, a ghostly gap in gnarled grooves of life, seeking sincerity in a swirl of sights — the stillness of awareness, longing wrapped in vibrant coils, darkness stitched with fragile threads of light. In stillness, I stroll. feeling every pulse evolve into a quilt of colors. tracing trails tracked by supple notions. as the clock spins dizzy tales — my pen touches the sky, gathering glimpses in gradients of glides. a jaunt laced with lingering layers. charting caverns of concealed aspirations. where wisdom blooms in wild gardens, Inviting all intrepid inclined to intrude the twinkling, tantalizing tones of existence, endlessly entwining every exhale an echoing essence. of something that yearns. to be liberated and let loose.
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