Dreams give and subtract

In a small boat out of luck
Trails splinters night
I look over the moon
Slimy oceans sway
And fish waving wings
Crabs play a two-step
Dreams in my bag on the bow
Pale and wrinkled
Tremble and cry
You vain, plowing the sea
You gave your soul books
Magic woman loves you
Take one for the shepherd’s cloak
And let the dogs
And soul, the soul loves
Own icons
you turned into rags
Ashes from the dead hearth buy
Relieved its General Staff
And mend
This little life, what you have left.
When you have one that you love
I know they say to me in surprise fish
In your dreams, no
And no lambs slaughtered
To varnish bloody hands
Caskets in murky water
Huge flies and yoke sick snake
Fangled little work, but
In your dreams, love lives,
Love that nobody need
with love maxima

10 thoughts on “Dreams give and subtract

  1. The two stepping crab, and your bag of dreams on a bow…super images that stand out to me like beacons. Your work is like the start of something in my mind…particularly curious about the surprise fish—and love that grouping, too.🙂.

    • I’m glad that you like this slightly different variations of poetic images oonih common on this poetic disposition, wave you for this wonderful comment and possibilities to respond to this comment. Have a nice day

    • thank you for this nice comment . dark and melancholic melody to it .. –
      do not represent my feelings at the time when this occurred because the poems behave very long time ago , but basically my current dull thinking, I’m glad that you like this style and thank you again. Have a nice day

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