Arthur Vaso Poet Free verse

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Illusions

dusky
delusions
house of clowns
dressing up
like grandma dolls
I run outside
have to catch my breath
shivering humidity
sweating dreams
lake tranquil
what nightmares
lie below
you see beauty
I see
silence
before the
screams

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Viv Wigley September 9, 2018 at 1:50 AM oooh, deeply darkly, love the ending. Regards, Viv

Susan Ashley September 3, 2018 at 7:40 PM A deep and dark beauty of a poem, Arthur. Fantastic imagery of emotional fear and turmoil. A gripping piece! Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan

Nette Onclaud September 3, 2018 at 2:59 PM wowza... love the twist in the end, arthur... send in the clowns!...huggs

Paul Callus September 3, 2018 at 2:08 PM A nightmarish illusionary poem, Arthur; your words are mind controlling, especially the excellent end lines. Regards // paul

Charlie Smith September 3, 2018 at 11:38 AM Clowns and spooky old houses, scary combo, good one Arthur...

Tim Smith September 3, 2018 at 6:58 AM I see the nightmare and can barely understand a word it says

Anne-Lise Andresen September 3, 2018 at 2:13 AM - True, I see beauty you see silence in a nightmares ... but soon you wake up and see beauty ... happy monday, Arthur :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)