gri_2003_m_46_b02_f02_013
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- 65451818 - saffyre13
- 65543597 - cookie1jo
- WINNER - 65669299 - Bill_Peschel
- 65772412 - MituKagome
- 65826266 - HauteDoy777
- 65856806 - southsidesunny
65451818 - saffyre13
SESTINA FOR SYLVIA: IIA silver comet stoops across the sky
And vanishes into a woman's dream
To dazzle there and function as a lamp,
Illuminate the grottos of sleep,
Colour the monochrome sea and flowers,
Behind her eyelids and defensive arms.
The stars make patterns, as of arms
Arranged in trophies up the wall of sky:
I lie the other side of sleep
On the dark sub-conscious coast of Dream;
My wish rides on a falling star, a flower
Whose petals cross the shadows like a lamp.
O coral heroes, fishes bright as lamps
Inhabiting a sea of sleep where arms
Of divers grope for pearls in every flower,
O when they surface in the morning sky
Their hands divulge the perfume of a dream -
Accurate, innocent souvenir of sleep.
Under the waves of sheets you sleep:
Beyond the naked circle of your arms
Luminous vistas answer the lamp,
Mutable premises of dream
Where pearls can change to roses, and the sky
Distends with pollen for the sleeping flower.
Symbolic object of desire, the flower
I dream of burgeons also in your sleep,
So though we sleep apart, the sky
An ice-burg in-between, reflects one lamp
Which we divide in dreams - the phallic arm
That reaches out to morning from the dream.
Apollo's comet in the sea of dreams
Was an imprudent coral flower
And how the sunlight lies upon your arms
Like petals of a rose, and sleep
Fall from your sleep head. The lamp
Expands to fill the total dazzling sky.
Souvenir of sleep, Apollo's lamp,
Comet of flowers, blazons the future sky,
When you will test my arms, my love, my dream.
4th February 1949
Lawrence
65543597 - cookie1jo
SESTINA FOR SYLVIA:A silver comet stoops across the sky
And vanishes into a woman's dream
Illuminate the grottos of sleep,
Colour the monochrome sea and flowers,
Behind her eyelids and defensive arms.
The stars make patterns, as of arms
Arranged in trophies up the wall of sky:
I lie the other side of sleep
On the dark sub-conscious coast of Dream;
My wish rides on falling star, a flower
Whose petals cross the shadows like a lamp.
O coral heroes, fishes bright as lamps
Inhabiting a sea of sleep where arms
Of divers grope for pearls in every flower,
O when they surface in the morning sky
Their hands divulge the perfume of a dream -
Accurate, innocent souvenir of sleep.
Under the waves of sheets you sleep:
Beyond the naked circle of your arms
Luminous vistas answer the lamp,
Mutable premises of dream
Where pearls can change to roses, and the sky
Distends with pollen for the sleeping flower.
Symbolic object of desire, the flower
I dream of burgeons also in your sleep,
So though we sleep apart, the sky
An ice-burg in-between, reflects one lamp
Which we divide in dreams - the phallic arm
That reaches out to morning from the dream.
Apollo's comet in the sea of dreams
Was as imprudent coral flower
And now the sunlight lies upon your arms
Like petals of a rose, and sleep
Falls from your sleepy head. The lamp
Expands to fill the total dazzling sky.
Souvenir of sleep, Apollo's lamp,
Comet of flowers, blazons the future sky,
When you will test my arms, my love, my dreams.
4th February 1949
Lawrence
WINNER - 65669299 - Bill_Peschel
SESTINA FOR SYLVIA: IIA silver comet stoops across the sky
And vanishes into a woman's dream
To dazzle there and function as a lamp,
Illuminate the grottos of sleep,
Colour the monochrome sea and flowers,
Behind her eyelids and defensive arms.
The stars make patterns, as of arms
Arranged in trophies up the wall of sky:
I lie the other side of sleep
On the dark sub-conscious coast of Dream;
My wish rides on a falling star, a flower
Whose petals cross the shadows like a lamp.
O coral heroes, fishes bright as lamps
Inhabiting a sea of sleep where arms
Of divers grope for pearls in every flower,
O when they surface in the morning sky
Their hands divulge the perfume of a dream -
Accurate, innocent souvenir of sleep.
Under the waves of sheets you sleep:
Beyond the naked circle of your arms
Luminous vistas answer the lamp,
Mutable premises of dream
Where pearls can change to roses, and the sky
Distends with pollen for the sleeping flower.
Symbolic object of desire, the flower
I dream of burgeons also in your sleep,
So though we sleep apart, the sky
An ice-burg in-between, reflects one lamp
Which we divide in dreams - the phallic arm
That reaches out to morning from the dream.
Apollo's comet in the sea of dreams
Was an imprudent coral flower
And now the sunlight lies upon your arms
Like petals of a rose, and sleep
Falls from your sleepy head. The lamp
Expands to fill the total dazzling sky.
Souvenir of sleep, Apollo's lamp,
Comet of flowers, blazons the future sky,
When you will test my arms, my love, my dream.
4th February 1949
Lawrence
65772412 - MituKagome
SESTINA FOR SYLVIA: IIA silver comet stoops across the sky
And vanishes into a woman's dream
To dazzle there and function as a lamp,
Illuminate the grottos of sleep,
Colour the monochome sea and flowers,
Behind her eyelids and defensive arms.
The stars make patterns, as of arms
Arranged in trophies up the wall of sky:
I lie the other side of sleep
On the dark sub-conscious coast of Dream;
My wish rides on a falling star, a flower
Whose petals cross the shadows like a lamp.
O coral heroes, fishes bright as lamps
Inhabiting a sea of sleep where arms
Of divers grope for pearls in every flower,
O when they surface in the morning sky
Their hands divulge the perfume of a dream -
Accurate, innocent souvenir of sleep.
Under the waves of sheets you sleep:
Beyond the naked circle of your arms
Luminous vistas answer the lamp,
Mutable premises of dream
Where pearls can change to roses, and the sky
Distends with pollen for the sleeping flower.
Symbolic object of desire, the flower
I dream of burgeons also in your sleep,
So though we sleep apart, the sky
An ice-burg in-between, reflects one lamp
Which we divide in dreams - the phallic arm
That reaches out to morning from the dream.
Apollo's comet in the sea of dreams
Was an imprudent coral flower
And how the sunlight lies upon your arms
Like petals of a rose, and sleep
Falls from your sleepy head. The lamp
Expands to fill the total dazzling sky.
Souvenir of sleep, Apollo's lamp,
Comet of flowers, blazons the future sky,
When you will test my arms, my love, my dream.
4th February 1949
Lawrence
65826266 - HauteDoy777
SESTINA FOR SYLVIA: IIA silver comet stoops across the sky
And vanishes into a woman's dream
To dazzle there and function as a lamp,
Illuminate the grottos of sleep,
Colour the monochrome sea and flowers,
Behind her eyelids and defensive arms.
The stars make patterns, as of arms
Arranged in trophies up the wall of sky:
I lie the other side of sleep
On the dark sub-conscious coast of Dream;
By wish rides on a falling star, a flower
Whose petals cross the shadows like a lamp.
O coral heroes, fishes bright as lamps
Inhabiting a sea of sleep where arms
Of divers grope for pearls in every flower,
O when they surface in the morning sky
Their hands divulge the perfume of a dream -
Accurate, innocent souvenir of sleep.
Under the waves of sheets you sleep:
Beyond the naked circle of your arms
Luminous vistas answer the lamp,
Mutable premises of dream
Where pearls can change to roses, and the sky
Distends with pollen for the sleeping flower.
Symbolic object of desire, the flower
I dream of burgeons also in your sleep,
So though we sleep apart, the sky
An ice-burg in-between, reflects one lamp
Which we divide in dreams - the phallic arm
That reached out to morning from the dream.
Apollo's comet in the sea of dreams
Was an imprudent coral flower
And how the sunlight lies upon your arms
Like petals of a rose, and sleep
Falls from your sleepy head. The lamp
Expands to fill the total dazzling sky.
Souvenir of sleep, Apollo's lamp,
Comet of flowers, blazons the future sky,
When you will test my arms, my love, my dream.
4th February 1949
Lawrence
65856806 - southsidesunny
SESTINA FOR SYLVIA: IIA silver comet stoops across the sky
And vanishes into a woman's dream
To dazzle there and function as a lamp,
Illuminate the grottos of sleep,
Colour the monochrome sea and flowers,
Behind her eyelids and defensive arms.
The stars make patterns, as of arms
Arranged in trophies up the wall of sky:
I lie the other side of sleep
On the dark sub-conscious coast of Dream:
My wish rides on a falling star, a flower
Whose petals cross the shadows like a lamp.
O coral heroes, fishes bright as lamps
Inhabiting a sea of sleep where arms
Of divers grope for pearls in every flower,
O when they surface in the morning sky
Their hands divulge the perfume of a dream -
Accurate, innocent souvenir of sleep.
Under the waves of sheets you sleep:
Beyond the naked circle of your arms
Luminous vistas answer the lamp,
Mutable premises of dream
Where pearls can change to roses, and the sky
Distends with pollen for the sleeping flower.
Symbolic object of desire, the flower
I dream of burgeons also in your sleep,
So though we sleep apart, the sky
An ice-burg in-between, reflects one lamp
Which we divide in dreams - the phallic arm
That reaches out to morning from the dream
Apollo's comet in the sea of dreams
Was an imprudent coral flower
And now the sunlight lies upon your arms
Like petals of a rose, and sleep
Falls from your sleepy head. The lamp
Expands to fill the total dazzling sky.
Souvenir of sleep, Apollo's lamp,
Comet of flowers, blazons the future sky,
When you will test my arms, my love, my dream.
4th February 1949
Lawrence