The House of Fallon Dreams

"'He,' whom speaks into existence those things which were not as though, they are...." ~
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Fables; to dream these seemingly impossible things!?

A compiling compound upon the pages of a lifes, forever tarnishing of stories....

Drinking this mixture of both poison and cure; night after night and, day upon day

Finding but, these mostly barren tainted walls; no repreives and no relief; vacancies

This continuing onslaughts never ceasing to slay, the spirit of a living hope ~

Until one day the precious heart so finds, no more air left to breathe; condemned

Slowly, it dies....

Depicting cycles repeating themselves once more as, deeper, into the mire they fall

Beauty desperately countering within; framed moments to stem, these portraits; illusions

Painted upon the canvas of creations reasons not knowing thus, nothing to win and or, lose?!

Destinies foreclosures; deposits towards the paradigms of, signed sealed and delivereds

Reciprocating affairs, amid the not so magical mystical mystery tours; misled....

Ponderings upon the reparians reflective waters; refrains perceptions; lost in the muse  

Bleed me a river please and then, break me in two, time and time and time, again!?

Quondam sleeping now as, waxings cankerous sores somehow, speak their tolls

Tomorrows, priceless tears....

Diagnosis being it so hopeless then, let us gather in what we can, while we can; deja vu

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The house, of fallon dreams?!






Note: Smile ~ I was listening a bit earlier to the song, "Beautiful," by Mercy Me & I thought
About certain lives & souls so, painted them a poe ~ "My 'Love & Warmth,' Always," John!:) ~
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Chachere Avatar
December 31, 2010 at 4:22 PM
your quote, at the beginning means so much more than we may know, so true. dreams, visions. .and others related mean something beyond what can be reached with the eyes. wonderful write, John. i hope your new years is a great one. ~Always&Forever Lynette
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December 28, 2010 at 7:09 AM
Well John, now I am stumped. Since I'm useless with dream interpretations, I might still think that this one wasn't pleasant.:( Seems like the thoughts and aspirations of others, which you will have no control over? One can set up grids and guidelines, but can't force them on others? Love to you, Mikki
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December 28, 2010 at 6:04 AM
A touching burst of thoughts here dear poet ! How faithful I find your love of life and endevor to please your readers ! TY for inciting my thoughts this day Sir, and may your New year be a blessed one ! much love, james
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December 27, 2010 at 12:46 PM
Wow! John you've outdone yourself...Again! You've said it all! This is one for my Favs. List. I've read this twice and again for my pleasure. Love it. Wishing you a very Happy New Year with God's choicest blessings. Love, Audrey
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