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Floundering
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DEAD MEMORY
The glorious purple portal forms
while worshipping fore the shrine,
entering into the fresh dimension --
such a magnitude of magnificent
creatures, who crooning together,
as they sway in sonorous beauty,
morph into bright blobs, renewing
the curiosity spree so compelling,
correlating the whimful necessity.
My thoughts forever flounder.
More and more you remind me
More and more you remind me of the Symbolist poets, whose recombinant words brought a new power to ordinary language and made it much more evocative, perhaps as much as it had been in ancient times. You have demonstrated this most excellent capacity and have vivified it with your very obvious talent. Bravo!
Starward