“Liquid childhood” interesting what that conjured up for this reader.
I rarely remember dreams anymore and they are never about the past anymore…used to be. But now they are of some unnamed future and often I don’t even recognize me in the dreams…
At my older age, I surrender to sleep and let it do whatever it wants with me.
Really good write here PAR. You bring us along with you, but not just as observers, more like participants.
j.

Wow… like this
” Sleep is a gesture,
a ritual of disconnection,
but the dream is the saboteur of silence.”
Enjoyed this poem Par

Brilliantly penned, PAR. Into the book it belongs! Riveting imagery, written as only you can my friend. Simply amazing. Appreciate you.

Damian

Inspiring, transcending, mesmerizing, infinite. I’m hooked. PARland sounds mind blowing.

The liquid form is the most adaptable and dangerous of all, so we must keep our emotional liquidity under surveillance.

Fia,
Hmmm. Just curious, Fia, are you an administrator here in Stars?
Vol

Aww, that is insightful. As long as you did not do a “Hickory Dickery Dock” poem I am sure your poems landed it mark more often than you want to admit.

Certainly your art is the real one! the art that shapes the inner self caring less about the materials, sure we (specially us women😏) should take care of our outside beauty but not neglecting the inside one, inner beauty shines on the face, outside beauty feels hallow. and don’t worry, even if we are good with our art, it doesn’t mean that we can get the specific man we want lol, anyway… I love this smart, brilliant one dear Neville, good coffee ☕ morning and POETRY (hint!) ;)..

I’m still struggling to get a handle on this site my friend .. But You are incredibly insightful, astute, self aware and bloomin kind .. Thank you so much for the visit and your understanding .. Neville 🌻⭐💛👍

Cleverly penned, Neville. I got a sense of Deja Vu, that ending seems familiar. Excellent write my friend. I can relate. Appreciate you.

Damian