(Image Source: Summer Night, 1913, by Albert Bloch)
Within the silent cobweb of dreams,
Lies the weaver,
Playing with the mind,
Unconscious, unsuspecting,
Flowing in and out,
Swift as a breeze,
But they do have a form,
Though disproportionate,
Bluish blushes everywhere,
Hiding their flaws,
The raw nudity visible,
Through the pores, transparent,
Munching on the apples,
In the God's playground,
As they plan the plot,
A new story unfolds,
The next time you close your eyes,
The Dream Weavers will do pry.
This Poem is shared with The Mag.
Within the silent cobweb of dreams,
Lies the weaver,
Playing with the mind,
Unconscious, unsuspecting,
Flowing in and out,
Swift as a breeze,
But they do have a form,
Though disproportionate,
Bluish blushes everywhere,
Hiding their flaws,
The raw nudity visible,
Through the pores, transparent,
Munching on the apples,
In the God's playground,
As they plan the plot,
A new story unfolds,
The next time you close your eyes,
The Dream Weavers will do pry.
This Poem is shared with The Mag.
This is good, I like the rhythm!
ReplyDeleteThanks Dark Angel :-)
DeleteExcellent poetry ~ The 'Spirit' is with and within you ~ can hear it in your poetry ~ (A Creative Harbor)
ReplyDeleteThanks Carol :-)
DeleteEnjoyed this! The dream weaver is always busy behind the scenes, isn't it? And always a new story unfolds.
ReplyDeleteThe Dream Weaver must really be busy, inventing new stories all the time :-)
DeleteLove this. The picture is so evocative
ReplyDeleteisn't it ?
http://planetcyberluz.com/2012/09/03/between-earth-and-the-stars/
The picture motivated me to write :-)
DeleteDream Weaver ... what a great title and interpretation of Bloch's art. I was mesmerized!!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Helen :-)
DeleteI like the bluish blushes and munching apples in the playground of the gods. It would be a place filled with fruit and blushing, of course!
ReplyDeleteI visioned the Garden of Eden while writing those lines :-)
DeleteThis is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks Carrie :-)
Deletewoww this is super good....so lovely....I loved this one.....
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. Yes, with your words dream dress even more elegant, gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteThanks Leovi :-)
DeleteWoW !! Lovely ...
ReplyDeletePerfect pic nd beautiful words ....
Thank You Anu :-)
DeleteLovely ... Making love with eyes closed ... Hmmmm .... Love, cat.
ReplyDeleteThanks Cat :-)
DeleteWithin the silent cobweb of dreams,
ReplyDeleteLies the weaver,
Just gorgeous!
And I'll be singing the title the rest of the evening. Just an excellent response!
Ha ha ... thanks Margaret ... I am glad you like it so much :-)
DeleteFabO!
ReplyDeleteThank You :-)
DeleteI think I can see them when I close my eyes...
ReplyDeleteThat's so nice of you Tess :-)
DeleteI believe they do pry. This is a great poem. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sandy :-)
DeleteHoly Motors, 'Speck, very Arachnic' ! . Bravo.
ReplyDeleteThank You Kutamun :-)
DeleteI find it really hopeful. An awesome take on the prompt. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Vaishali :-)
DeleteJust fabulous :)
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