_CoffeeNoCream_ 52F
6527 posts
3/28/2005 12:18 pm

Last Read:
3/20/2006 6:48 am


I hold you my chimera,
illusion...fabrication of the mind,
my unrealizable pink bubble.
It’s all there...

Right behind my eyes,
the substitute velvet dream.
Right in front of me,
the velour day,
never ending band of gold,

Pandora’s box remains locked.
It won’t happen.
Not me, not this time.
I have tasted the nectar,
played with fire, scorched my wings.

I feel like Leda facing the pure white.
We pretend to be swans,
no one wants to be an ugly duckling,
so we fight nature.
This reckoning hasn’t kept me
from wanting reverie to be true
nor has it kept me from,
blowing the biggest bubble ever,
being a butterfly.

I capture my illusion
within the confines of the ink,
written with a golden pen
upon a paper torn...

Liefs Coffee

keithcancook 60M
17718 posts
3/28/2005 2:17 pm

The chimera becomes reality through writing your poem! Very nice and thankyou for sharing it.

GoddessOfTheDawn 105F
11240 posts
3/30/2005 1:18 am

You capture your illusions, thoughts and reveries beautifully

_CoffeeNoCream_ 52F

4/16/2005 6:39 pm

yes Keith......chimera is reality

_CoffeeNoCream_ 52F

4/16/2005 6:39 pm

its my reality....

_CoffeeNoCream_ 52F

4/16/2005 6:40 pm

Thanks Goddess....your words mean alot to me...

keithcancook 60M
17718 posts
4/17/2005 11:34 am

Well I also like it because it expresses a feeling that is not unique to you my sweet Coffee.

rm__AnyGirl_ 51F
246 posts
6/25/2005 10:22 am

reality can be so cruel

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