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KGMunro in Dreams
• 16 reads

Lovers Spirit

Sleeping, vibing and dreaming

Flashes, back into the past; she's falling,

Many a body she's had, one just as beautiful as the last,

Her long chestnut locks flow as she is tumbling down,

Through each memory, like a projection on a screen,

Her ocean eyes move rapidly,

His face is all she can see, amethyst eyes rip her from reality

Golden skin blinds her as she falls into a world unknown,

Opening her eyes, a navy blazer on her shoulders,

Brown loafers and white cotton socks adorned her feet,

She looked around, until she found the eyes she had seen,

Now, they were staring at her as tears started to run down her cheeks,

This was her fondest memory, the last days she loved Amun before his demise,

His blonde bangs and fiery smirk, made cherry blossoms bloom inside of her heart,

His rough hand held onto hers as he pulled her with him,

He was tall and smelled of sandalwood, he was the embodiment of Autumn,

He was dashing, sarcastic and disgustingly handsome

Even in these ridiculous school uniforms,

Her mind could only feel him, not even seeing the hallway they were in

Everything was hazy, like she was feeling it and seeing it from a distance

But, she will never forget this man,

His spirit lives on in her dreams.

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Bunny in Dreams
• 34 reads

Shades of Blue

Sometimes my words roll out in waves

like grass that's kissed by wind from cranes

who rise up on a sheet of wind...

Rhymes come to bless me on a whim...

On other days I must go out

into the ravenous array,

and hunt my dinner down with tools,

and weapons of personal choosing...

You feel it on the air sometimes

just how the world gets with it's hoarding...

Will we approach this march of dimes,

or die beneath boarded up planks?...

I'm not sure which will be our fate,

I just know that I feel a pulse,

and there is something new and sure

emerging from the dewy blades...

Sometimes my words roll out in waves

like grass that's kissed by wind from cranes

who rise up on a sheet of wind...

Rhymes come to bless me on a whim...

I feel the sickly sweet descent

of falling leaves where blow-hards puff

themselves into a royal knot...

Their eyes bulge wide where horses trot,

and bandits of the world press on,

while those in blind-folds pay the price...

I know that life continues off

the map that some deluded prince

dreamed up to keep a good man down...

Gets hard to flail or move around...

...But maybe in this time of trials

where famine reigns, and truth gets filed

under the guise of worn out shoes

we'll find lost life midst shades of blue.

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9/4/21

Bunny Villaire

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Ciao
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AlisonAudrey in Dreams
• 24 reads

Ciao

I tell myself I get sick it’s okay I go to the hospital I get better

needles seeking tragedy

tattoos that hide

under sleeves

blood rotten and bittersweet

ciao to the veins laced with low dopamine

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Ciao
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HRR in Dreams
• 42 reads

Good Riddance

I find comfort

In the rhythm of solitude

Soothing myself

In the absence of your lead

My toes

No longer contending with your ego

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Ciao
batmaninwuhan in Dreams
• 39 reads

ciao, indeed

I pretended they are not there,

the voices speak,

the tortured , joyous murmurs,

giving advice,

like they know anything,

berating,

like it's their business,

complaining,

like it's my fault, or that i can help,

mocking,

like i'm not used to it.

dealing with the voices,

i get a thick skin,

which i groom and shed,

as season and humidity require.

the voices don't learn,

the voices don't really care,

so i told them to get lost,

gave them all Fs, and a citation.

see how their mommies,

deal with the disciplinary quagmire.

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Ciao
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Finder in Dreams
• 46 reads

Ciao, Darlings

The women

out of place

in a black dress with a neck line too low

revealing a décolletage

crumpled like a rejected manuscript

her greeting

her way of leaving the impression

she had recently summered in Venice.

Those people

whispering as she passed

because they found her

incredibly

seductive

influential

or both

as she believed

her mind not being what it used to.

She was neither.

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Ciao
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Moonsinger128 in Dreams
• 27 reads

waste

i thought we meant more

than goodbye in a single word.

but only a solitary syllable slipped out of your lips-

and you walked the other way.

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Ciao
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Mac1 in Dreams
• 37 reads

To ‘ciao’ or not?

To ciao

Or not to ciao?

Across Italy, you’ll hear a greeting

That rhymes with chow and is handy

To say hi or bye, nothing fancy.

But don’t overuse ciao like candy,

Because of the word’s true meaning.

A Venetian phrase is the root:

Literally: “I am your slave”

Comes from when Venice ruled Slavs

From the cradle to the grave

In the country shaped like a boot.

Morphing into “at your service”

And said informally nowadays

To pals and peers in Italia,

The meaning from its origin strays

But ciao still makes some folks nervous.

Especially when a stranger

Says ciao it may seem impolite

To an older Italian who might

Consider the greeting a blight

So, tourists, weigh the greeting danger.

To ciao

Or not to ciao?

Visitors, you have some options:

Salve works anytime to say hello

Buongiorno says bye and hello

Arrivederci means bye, not hello

In short, use ciao with caution

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Dreams
Tell me about a dream, coherent or incoherent, surreal or mundane. Just tell me about those dreams
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Uschibear in Dreams
• 45 reads

Portent

A kitten came to visit me

Fur an ebon clarinet

Eyes silver, knowing, key

Its meek mewl a minuet

Each night it came,

Times three

The same

You see

Tiny head slipped under

A still locked door

Along the floor

Paws soft,

Piercing claws unsheathed

My world pulled asunder

My heart tearing thunder

It climbed the blanket

Of my bed

It brought hope

I thought it said

Or the rope

Of playful trinket

A junket

A journey

Or was it warring

With fate

As I lay snoring

At any rate

Life was boring

Safe

Awake

I ponder portent

Should I take

A chance

Be transformed

Or be content

To live stale

Stagnant

Frozen.

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Dreams
Tell me about a dream, coherent or incoherent, surreal or mundane. Just tell me about those dreams
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querencia in Dreams
• 82 reads

in which you remember my name

Honey spills over parted lips and navy-blue waves crash against dark sand, sending a spray of sea salt like glass beads that shudder the air before condensing at the corners of your closed eyelids.

The sea is mourning tonight and our cupped hands do little to protect the golden flame of the candle between us. It shudders in a wind we cannot feel as the gulls hang motionless far above, as if by threads.

We know this place is not meant for us, not meant for fragile vessels of blood and bone, but as the sky comes crashing down we can only lay back, honey-lips open in something between a sob and a scream though no sound escapes them, hands intertwined as our eyes glaze over.

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