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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, dreams, muse, poetry, sleep, UK poet, writing, Yorkshire poet
Betwixt and between,
the poem and the dream,
the light and the night,
flows the unconscious stream.
Words play in my head,
from the land of the dead,
the stars and the moon,
hold the gossamer thread.
© Gossamer Dreams 11.02.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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I loved this, it read so effortlessly!
Lily
Thank you very much indeed 🙂
Lovely end-rhymes here Alex 🙂
Thanks Polly 🙂
Beautiful!
Aw thank you so much 🙂
Oh my …I love this alluring piece.. The word gossamer is one that I really find ethereal and peaceful. I am do glad to find your blog! Caro
So glad not do glad! Smiles
Thank you – there are certain words that resonate. Gossamer is one of them. I am also fond of ephemeral too!
Reblogged this on Worldly Winds.