{"id":30,"date":"2009-12-18T16:47:37","date_gmt":"2009-12-18T16:47:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mixermuse.com\/blog\/?p=30"},"modified":"2014-11-15T10:12:03","modified_gmt":"2014-11-15T17:12:03","slug":"dream-medley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.mixermuse.com\/blog\/poetry\/dream-medley\/","title":{"rendered":"Dream Medley"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The strands of her long, silky hair<\/p>\n<p>Flow across my night sky<\/p>\n<p>Caressing and tickling my demons<\/p>\n<p>My barely lit moments<\/p>\n<p>Woven as her tapestry<\/p>\n<p>Stretched across this ghostly horizon<\/p>\n<p>Long lost to soothing incantation<\/p>\n<p>As the forgotten gods<\/p>\n<p>But marking this buried treasure<\/p>\n<p>And measuring this glorious once<\/p>\n<p>She wakens and rises<\/p>\n<p>To meet me<\/p>\n<p>In my dreams<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Dreams of fire wrapped joy<\/p>\n<p>Of earth sobbed pain<\/p>\n<p>Of sky soared home<\/p>\n<p>Of water drenched fear<\/p>\n<p>Of places never seen and rooms never known<\/p>\n<p>Of faces familiar and not<\/p>\n<p>We sink from their moments<\/p>\n<p>We crawl from their concerns<\/p>\n<p>Our logic and history find no place<\/p>\n<p>As we open our eyes to another morn<\/p>\n<p>And shake off another night<\/p>\n<p>And yet still, somehow<\/p>\n<p>We carry our night worlds<\/p>\n<p>Into all our day lights<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Where do the gifts of promise and light fall<\/p>\n<p>When they fall from our skies?<\/p>\n<p>The children that never grew old,<\/p>\n<p>The loves that died in their youth<\/p>\n<p>Where do you go?<\/p>\n<p>What heaven do you light?<\/p>\n<p>Perhaps you fall as seeds into an other earth<\/p>\n<p>And there spawn futures we&#8217;ll never know!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The strands of her long, silky hair Flow across my night sky Caressing and tickling my demons My barely lit moments Woven as her tapestry Stretched across this ghostly horizon Long lost to soothing incantation As the forgotten gods But marking this buried treasure And measuring this glorious once She wakens and rises To meet [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[15],"tags":[239],"class_list":["post-30","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-poetry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mixermuse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mixermuse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mixermuse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mixermuse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mixermuse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=30"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.mixermuse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3951,"href":"https:\/\/www.mixermuse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30\/revisions\/3951"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mixermuse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=30"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mixermuse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=30"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mixermuse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=30"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}