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The Real Dream
And reality
may arrive as a steel rose:
perfect but cold and calculating
and fingers shall shun the sterile touch
and hopeful eyes shall long
to fondle the velvet
of the fragrant
Memory
awaiting the tenderness
of nesting
in the warm waters
of the fetal Future
in the fertility
of reality's Pureness:
the real Dream
myra
09.06.2002
Welcome back Myra, you have been gone from post poems for so long... We have been waiting here for you to bring some of those beautiful poetry back on this site - The real dream is a steel rose i agree, rose=beauty, steel=strenght and purity. What is missing is the fragrance and the velvity feel of the rose, which was posted somewhere else.
Now that you have return will you bring that fragrance and velvit feeling with you?