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Flickers of Paranoia

Written: February 14, 2025 for Brian Strand Contest *********** In twilight, specks become stars, bridges locked in gold, Engraved whispers on walls painted with diamond tears. Singing hearts weave veins of lilac and jasmine, A serenade of soul waves, ebbing through arid shadows. Dark alleys paint a carnival of spectral silhouettes, Roots entwined in forlorn twilight colors, wine-stained breaths. Sorrow’s perfume lingers like raindrops on roses, Hushed epicedes echo in the cinereous horizon. Herbs waltz with heartbeats beneath a canopy of trees, Nestled nests console the forlorn shorebirds at dusk. Paranoia flickers like sparks in a delicately hushed night, Love’s choir sings an elusive refrain of integrity and sins. Delirium dances with egoistic ghosts in the dark, Tears pirouette like phantasmagoric mist over steel syntax. Blurring edges between serenity and abyssal flare, spheres clash in capricious vortices under Gaia's winged gaze. A whimsical trance catapults dreams to an eldritch nebulae, vortices float serenely, weaving cosmic whispers into the night sky; hushed murmurs from Eros to Erebus blend seamlessly with somber threnodies; in Gemini's embrace they linger as wisps across Pyxis' burning calyx; and while Maelstrom gnashes within Tartarus' volcanic depths; velleity blooms amidst fervent altar prayers Echoes waft through Nexus' cavernous voids to quench desires caught betwixt Chaos & Gaia's visceral nexus hallucinations.

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Date: 2/21/2025 12:51:00 PM
SP, paranoia might flicker within us all at some point. I do appreciate what you've written about this horrible feeling. I know what it's like to feel threatened though not rationally worked out, and I remember it being most unpleasant. Just glad it's not part of daily experience. Makes me think about the root cause of such feelings. It certainly doesn't do us well to carry a lot of anger around! Thanks for this thought-provoking poem. It took me on a trip...actually just a bit scary. Smiles!
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Date: 2/16/2025 8:18:00 AM
Dear Sotto, It’s been so long since I’ve had the pleasure of diving into your words. What a beautiful embrace. There are so many passages that are my favorites. You definitely took me on an amazing journey with your heart, mind and soul. One of my favorite lines is. Sorrow’s perfume lingers like raindrops on roses… what a gift with words you have. big hugs. It’s been a long time. Hope you are smiling and well, Susan :)
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Date: 2/14/2025 1:27:00 PM
This is beautiful, simply cosmic. I am in the outer space reading space., lol. Amazing -
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Date: 2/14/2025 10:39:00 AM
Brilliant idea for the contest my friend.. As always your words just wow me... your poem is rich in its use of language and offers a lot of room for interpretation. It's about blending the personal with the universal, navigating the contrasts between light and darkness, serenity and chaos, and creating a cosmic space where these emotions exist together.
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Date: 2/14/2025 9:15:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful "Flickers of Paranoia" write/story. "Good Luck" Have a blessed day/weekend writing away.................
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