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Mr. Sand
Contributed by
Lee
on
Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 10:09:58 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Dreams, they say,
Are made of sand
Here,
I cup some in my hand
Sprinkle them over all who sleep
They're slowly admitted
Into each illusion they seek
Beware of the rattlesnake man
Crept behind the burning door
He has a few tricks
Up his shedding sleeve
Like the one
Where he doesn't let you leave
And he's the most convincing creature
That ever was unborn
I tell you of these things
So that you may know
What comes from the create of sand
Does not always go
Where the moon is shown
If you should say to me
Show us what is truly is in our dreams
I would direct you to your unconsious mind
Where you will find
Strange vibrant visions
Never before seen
Copyright ©
Lee
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2004-10-29 10:09:58] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Mr. Sand
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 10:11:51 AM AEST (User
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very good, vivid imaginery and great expression, well done,
pixie xx |
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Re: Mr. Sand
(User Rating: 1 ) by RhythmBndt on
Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 10:17:45 AM AEST (User
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Pretty creepy :)
Great write though. |
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Re: Mr. Sand
(User Rating: 1 ) by Kindredblood_dragon on
Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 10:44:50 AM AEST (User
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Cool poem, vivid imagery, and beautifully composed, a poem well worth the read. |
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Re: Mr. Sand
(User Rating: 1 ) by Essentially9 on
Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 02:47:01 PM AEST (User
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excellent write. |
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