#insubstantial - Hello Poetry

“This Insubstantial Pageant Faded” (spoke by Prospero, The Tempest, by W. Shakespeare)^ <> Our words are all actors, a long run, run its course, our long playing record, scratched, love~worn to worn out extremity, yet yeoman service did offer, extreme only in magical transforming plain sight into visions, a legacy, bent gray, tarnished by weary wearing aging, their brief sparks now but reclamation flares of burst lights of waning days in short lived tastings of what was and can be nevermore everyone’s magic has its preset timed timing, and with every day, each a concentric ring marked and hallowed, a heartbeat ring narrower than its predecessor, a shallower hollow, a fair represent of both all that came our way, and that we resent with no resentment into a cloud capped atmosphere for all to ****** from a flailing, flying breeze, their brief gleam, multiplying, thus envisaging, illuminating the manuscript of our hinted future forward’s next percept * “And like this insubstantial pageant faded Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep”*^

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Mar 2, 2024

Mar 2, 2024 at 8:23 AM UTC

nat-lipstadt

“This Insubstantial Pageant Faded”

“This Insubstantial Pageant Faded” (spoke by Prospero, The Tempest, by W. Shakespeare)^ <> Our words are all actors, a long run, run its course, our long playing record, scratched, love~worn to worn out extremity, yet yeoman service did offer, extreme only in magical transforming plain sight into visions, a legacy, bent gray, tarnished by weary wearing aging, their brief sparks now but reclamation flares of burst lights of waning days in short lived tastings of what was and can be nevermore everyone’s magic has its preset timed timing, and with every day, each a concentric ring marked and hallowed, a heartbeat ring narrower than its predecessor, a shallower hollow, a fair represent of both all that came our way, and that we resent with no resentment into a cloud capped atmosphere for all to ****** from a flailing, flying breeze, their brief gleam, multiplying, thus envisaging, illuminating the manuscript of our hinted future forward’s next percept * “And like this insubstantial pageant faded Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep”*^

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I always had a connection to ciggarettes because they quite frankly reminded me of myself. Like : how people desired them so desperately when they were miserable , how people valued them so intensly when they burned away all their troubles and treated them with such caution. But, then I connected with them because as soon as I burned out ( became fragile and fell into a temperate pit of darkness ) my ashes fell to the ground. I was stepped upon and left all alone on the numbing winter soil alongside the damp mist and minute insects. This is where I found my family. Other humankind just like me, mortals who have been stepped upon and wounded emotionally and demanded when needed and then suddenly despised and judged ; judged for solely declaring their beliefs. Beings that have been disregarded from communities for merely attempting to combat the injustices of our corrupt society. My family and I thought we would resurrect and magically become unbroken and desirable again. But darling not all stories have happy endings .

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Jul 3, 2015

Jul 3, 2015 at 12:13 PM UTC

mahdiya-patel

Metaphorical tendencies

I always had a connection to ciggarettes because they quite frankly reminded me of myself. Like : how people desired them so desperately when they were miserable , how people valued them so intensly when they burned away all their troubles and treated them with such caution. But, then I connected with them because as soon as I burned out ( became fragile and fell into a temperate pit of darkness ) my ashes fell to the ground. I was stepped upon and left all alone on the numbing winter soil alongside the damp mist and minute insects. This is where I found my family. Other humankind just like me, mortals who have been stepped upon and wounded emotionally and demanded when needed and then suddenly despised and judged ; judged for solely declaring their beliefs. Beings that have been disregarded from communities for merely attempting to combat the injustices of our corrupt society. My family and I thought we would resurrect and magically become unbroken and desirable again. But darling not all stories have happy endings .

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A solitary solecism An evaporating vision Premonitions and superstitions Withered hopes Amorphous, insubstantial Episodic swings Digressions and detours Evasions, deviations Changing lanes Accelerating and overtaking Swerving Inhibitions colliding.

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Nov 24, 2014

Nov 24, 2014 at 7:42 AM UTC

kenneth-walter-simpson

Red Lights

A solitary solecism An evaporating vision Premonitions and superstitions Withered hopes Amorphous, insubstantial Episodic swings Digressions and detours Evasions, deviations Changing lanes Accelerating and overtaking Swerving Inhibitions colliding.

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my mind floats into the Void. only to be labeled as insubstantial.

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Sep 1, 2014

Sep 1, 2014 at 2:24 PM UTC

silas

ethereal

my mind floats into the Void. only to be labeled as insubstantial.

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