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Wonderland

Words like gold dust
sounds like snow flakes
just a feather touch
no reason
no rhyme

An explosive taste
on your tongue
lingering briefly
sometimes so bitter
sometimes oh-so sweet

Shards of colour
blown in on the wind
through a shutter
snatched away
by a gentle breeze

Fragments of a tale
unfolded by a sigh
never fathom
the beginning
nor the end

a small segment
of the mystery
a spoonful of magic
a drop of black fear
and an ocean of want

Warm glow of desire
shivers of pain or
trembling dread
left like a mint
on your pillow


© Sybille Sterk
Do not copy or publish this poem in any way shape or form without my written permission.

Wonderland

Sybille Sterk

Joined July 2009

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I often have very vivid dreams and wish I could continue the dream to its end but too often I am snatched out of the dream… :-(

This is the mini series to accompany the poem:

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