Poem - 06 November 2016, 01:00

Midnight Dream

Beattrice Noir

On my broken eye

there are still

memories

lingering like lazy ruins.

While in my ear

a brass band

shuts my silence away.

My lacy things are

wearing out,

blown by the winds

of this eerie orchestra.

And my hair is

turning black

- lest it doesn't match my clothes -

and I turn a blind eye

to my going blind.

So,

I built my scented paper cage

I refurbished my inky walls

I levelled my rear

red, red rose

garden.

Now I sang

my luring lullaby

Now I burnt

the midnight dream.

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IZ REAL06 November 2016, 04:13

beautiful beautiful, beattrice Noir, thank you kindly for the midnight dream.

sincerely,

Iz Real~

Beattrice Noir06 November 2016, 05:10

Thaaaanks ! :) :)

Christopher Correia08 November 2016, 09:57

truly a beautiful poem, Beattrice Noir, your words are refreshing like the harvest rain, I like this style a lot and was lost in this write, thank you and well done, I hope you post more, tribute

Beattrice Noir08 November 2016, 10:12

Oh, thank you !!! your comments are so rewarding for me!

Tony Taylor08 November 2016, 10:09

Congrats!! BEATTRICE!!.....on the nod from administration on this most worthy write!!.......LOVE the formatting......... made for a lovely flow to the gorgeous imagery and phrasing........ALL STARS!!...... well done...... and.......WELCOME to COSMO!!........LOVE and ROCKETS !!.......T xo. ?

Beattrice Noir08 November 2016, 10:11

Oh, thank you sooo much! I'm really happy you like it !!! <3