Morpheus

Fallen Falling down into sleep

a spatial chaotic persistence

I dream of ravenous sheep.

sheets entangled around my dreams

imagined dragons claw into bed

their breath thick with organic steam

these visions at war inside my head

hear the hew & call, running headlong
through mist-filled wood old & tall
my heart beats strong, I am wont
to belong to the evidence of night
as with each sand-filled creation
I am Morpheus, awake, contrite.

We go to the movies Part I

This is, of course, a capture from one of my favorite movies- Fight Club.
The still is a reference to a clip where the Tyler Durden personality reveals one of the things it's been doing while the Narrator is "asleep."

This is one I wrote then constructed online using footage from one of my top ten movies, Strictly Ballroom. I find it encapsulates part of the emotional response I have when watching the movie. I am trying to capture the energy of this moment from the end of the film. 

This is my second poem taken from Dangerous Liaisons, both of them written about a moment of truth in the film where Valmont confesses his love even as he bleeds out the remainder of his life into the snow. This poem is drawn from his actual lines.

The other poem "A Kiss before Dying" link here AKissbeforeDying

This is from Cyrano De Bergerac. I felt it as with each version of the film passed. I myself have been guilty of writing love letters for less prolific friends, never getting to know the love of another-save through vicarious means.