I have woven impossible dreams
of delicate threads, so transparent
they can't be seen. So diminutive
I can barely cling to the soft and
frail strings I have sent into the wind
hoping for an anchor.
Sometimes, the light may be right
or a short shower of dew may
glisten subtly; sometimes, if you
look just so you can see me dancing
on the fragile filaments and fibers
trembling in a forgotten corner.







Devious Comments
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"He was destined to learn his own wisdom apart from others or to learn the wisdom of others himself wandering among the snares of the world." ~James Joyce
..I am still here if you wish to talk.
And never stop dreaming, dreams are not impossible. The delicate spider silk is one of the strongest filaments known to man
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HAHA! Your just jealous because the voices talk to me!
of what we think it's the loneliness
of our uniqueness, there comes a slap,
ever so pleasant to receive,
that we are not unique
and that many more than we think
have woven similar threads.
As sudden as the slap,
the pain disappears
because we grow in this.
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"If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't"
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Assistant Director of Artist Relations
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