Dreams in silk, the entry

Fast asleep I was engulfed by a wave of pulsating grey silk
Carried beyond mile and millenia, carressed until calm

The swift, smooth veil unformed, and before me stood the gatekeeper who offered me sweet blood and bitter milk

hurled gently through the vermilion gate, the sirens of the hallway greeted me with voices like mesmerizing balm...



Poetry by Rex Panthera
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Written on 2007-01-31 at 08:53

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Doreen Cavazza
This is really interesting. It feels like yearning, and trepidation, along with wonder and seductiveness. Very nice.
2009-11-29



The image of the grey silk wave has been present inside me ever since I read this poem for the first time yesterday.
You have a beautiful way with words!
Welcome on the bay!
2007-02-01