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The Girl of Light and the Fly People

a collaborative work with Alfred Vassalo


The Stars sparkled in her eyes
As light interlaced with her shadow
Causing her to question her senses
Even though she closed her eyes
light continued to seep out

Her brilliance, competed with the sun blazing in the sky
the evening was no longer sheltered by protective darkness
Everything turned backwards in a distortion of time
as she disembarked on yesterday's tomorrow

Dum di dum, dum di dum, dum di dum
The world traveled like an efficient train
From noon to morn, from night to noon
Slower and slower, emphasizing quickened pleasure!

Time was thought to be an unstoppable train 
With shrieking tracks disturbing the ears
there was no one able to disembark
Theirs was a one way ticket stamped with fear
as the conductor grinned with maniacal eyes and yellowed teeth

When one is lonely one must say so
Why did she run away in damned fright??
Is it because she can no longer find refuge in darkness?
She is the breaking of day,  the desolation night!

They close their eyes for a while
To shield extraordinary sights
everything is a toast to indulgence 
Even through closed eyes, she brings them a festival of lights.

They try blocking their ears for a while
To shield all the unbelievable sounds
Laughing, chanting and crys for help
All of the whispering that remains out of bounds.

They wait within their silence for a while
Anticipating that she may speak the lonely truth
Silence stabs with its golden blade
Her light bequesting a fountain of youth.

Voom, voom, Voom voom, Voom voom,
Her carriage moves backwards without stopping
Heart slowing to an imperceptible beat
Twisted limbs lay tired and flopping.

The moon is full,  they think, it is howling
She stands kneeling awaiting the earliness of peace
Hoping it’s not far, for her life is crumbling
They hear the tock ticking of the interfering timepiece.


She sleeps soundly and awakes to total love
Feeling the air entering deeply into her lungs
The time of doubt evaporates with her tears
For now she speaks in tongues.

"My freedom has been formed in a wreath of black roses"
The "fly people" gather around investigating the air
Baize.....Bzizzz.....Bzizzz.....Bzizzz.....Bzizzz.....
They are completely fulfilled with her great and reasonable care.

Blank eyes stare at pictures of a convulsing world
Seeing the mourning sun and the blood red moon
She feels the fire dripping from her eyes and hears their crying
All emotions so vivid come in a time most inopportune.

Published books tells of many stories and facts
Yet who can comprehend paragraphs that don't make sense
Words can't understand the monogamy of hopeful lovers
Squeak....squeak....squeak....as they copulate on an ancient bed!

Heaven cannot be witnessed from the deepest pit of hell
An intrepid life as it is, seemed boring in captivity
Her long awaited heaven has gone moved to another place
While hell came rushing in, handing her a time of insensitivity.

They heard the beasts of burden, heavily loaded in their disgrace
The race horses whipped rapidly to win the race
Galopp....Galopp....Galopp....Galopp....Galopp....
She came last behind all those  who were forgotten without a trace......


Freddie's poem captured my imagination and with his permission,
I have interlaced his words and ideas with my own. Check out his original poem
it is titled "Out of Sight - Hard of Hearing" I'm sure he would appreciate your visit 
and comments.

I have listed the first five stanzas to whet your appetite.


Out of sight - Hard of Hearing

No star has sparkled, not in my eyes
It’s glittering with my heart interlace
Although I have never questioned my senses
I’m quite sure it shines brightly in space.

I know the sun blaze in the sky
With my soul also when it’s dark
Nonetheless all in good time
It will blaze my life disembark.

Dum di dum, dum di dum, dum di dum
The world travels as an efficient train
From morn to noon, from noon to night
Faster and faster muting my whispering pain.

I also know the train comes to a halt
With shrieking tracks disturbing the ears
No one is left on board we all must disembark
This is a one way ticket filled with fears.

When one is lonely one must say so
No need to run away in damned fright
A light bulb only shines in darkness
And daybreak proceeds after night.

.....continued

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 12/12/2015 7:37:00 PM
awesome...very awesome.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/13/2015 1:31:00 AM
Hi Casarah, so nice to have you back! Thanks for reading and commenting.
Date: 12/9/2015 11:44:00 AM
Both poems drenched in the blood of poets. Two in one, have to add this to my list of favoured pieces.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/9/2015 9:41:00 PM
You are kind my friend! Thanks Armand.
Date: 12/9/2015 11:16:00 AM
Well done Richard -- two voices in harmony!
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/9/2015 9:43:00 PM
Interestingly harmony is the tension of opposites coming together. Freddie and I are quite different but I have an appreciation for his spirit and artistry.
Date: 12/9/2015 11:11:00 AM
From the Urban Dictionary: Lamoureux "the lover". Someone who was meant to be amazing at sex. Anyone with that last name is most likely really sexy and may be considered the perfect partner. Not sure if you knew of that definition though I would guess you did. Now let me read your poem and comment.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/10/2015 8:39:00 AM
Yes, I know the meaning and do my best to live up to my name. All of my affections are dedicated to my sweetie. My French friends delight in teasing me about my name, they say it is a good name for a poet.
Date: 12/8/2015 11:16:00 PM
You have hit another home run, Richard. I loved my freedom has been formed in a wreath of black roses! I am glad you are still filled with creative juice. I am going to read some more of your words now as I just got to work. Be Blessed.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/9/2015 7:51:00 AM
Hi Brian, what a great comment. I thank you my friend.
Date: 12/8/2015 4:21:00 PM
You interlaced so well and added more depth.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/8/2015 5:52:00 PM
Thanks Tim, this was a fun one to mess around with. I'm glad you like the final result.
Date: 12/8/2015 3:38:00 PM
I so love both versions...I so do !!!
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/8/2015 5:53:00 PM
Thanks Charmaine. Hugs Rick.
Date: 12/8/2015 1:52:00 PM
Nice to see the two of you collaborating like this. He....turned to she.....interesting title.......much to ponder. Hugs
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/8/2015 2:11:00 PM
I had fun playing with Arthur's original poem. I am looking forward to hearing his evaluation. Hugs back.
Date: 12/8/2015 11:41:00 AM
You both should be very proud! I love this...*smiles*-lu
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/8/2015 2:14:00 PM
Thanks so much Laura for being the first to comment.

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