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sparklysnowflake
Poems
Oct 2017
Debussy's Dream
The vast ocean of a winter night
outside his frosty window
tattered maroon carpet
beneath aching wooden legs
thousands of worn pages
drowning the room
in a sea of delicate ink pearls
he sits at his tiny piano
shoes melting into the floor
puffing deep thought through
his kaolin pipe rubbed smooth
by the years
that have now become as hazy
as his gray smoke
he stares with tired eyes
like dying candles
across the musty room
Monetβs blurred pink lilies sinking,
bleeding into vivid purple ponds
kept alive only by an old wooden frame
he tries to find himself
but sees only Monetβs mud
in the mirror
the fuzzy residual memories
of a colorful dream
his eyes drift down to his own canvas
trembling at the familiar wrath of
his veiny, calloused hands
and he dreams once more
inspired by Dr. Gradus ad Parnassum by Debussy
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sparklysnowflake
23/F/perpetually heartbroken
(23/F/perpetually heartbroken)
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