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March of the Unreal - Nolan Dannels
me.
Early Poetry
The Dove
The white dove opened its wings and began to fly
I saw the white dove soar in the midnight sky
I looked closer and noticed the dove wink at me
I rubbed my eyes and opened them again and said, Whee!
I saw what the dove saw during its flight
I was intrigued because of the extreme height
I slowly looked down
The next thing I saw was the color brown
Then I saw the color white
It was a dove flying to me with all its might
The dove was coming to me
And then it went right through me
Then I realized the reason for all of this
It was a reason I should not miss
I saw the dove
Because that is what I love
The Phoenix
It circled round and round
Without making a sound
Without a hint of where it was bound
With skill and cleverness worth being crowned
With a mind that can never be found
It finally flew down and stood on a mound
With a gentle disposition, it weighed less than a pound
Again and again it circled round and round
'Twas the phoenix of the dirt mound
The Butterfly
There it was with beauty and grace
Its magnificence the greatest I will ever face
With eyes that looked like stone
The most interesting eyes I have ever known
It looked at me with a piercing glare
It was something I could not bear
It flew towards me
It seemed to do so with glee
The butterfly hovered above my head
The next thing it did was it said,
Do you want to see the Valley of the Butterfly?
I thought for a moment and then took a sigh
I said, What is there?
It answered, A butterfly that is rare.
The butterfly knew I wanted to go
We began to move to and fro
Then we started spinning
The light was dimming
I saw a vast valley full of green
It was another graceful thing I have seen
I saw the butterfly that was rare
I gave it an intent stare
It was the color yellow
However, it seemed mellow
What is the matter?
Instead of an answer it made a vibrant chatter
What was that?
The butterfly then seemed to say, Drat!
The other butterfly communicated with me
It said the yellow butterfly was making a plea
It was asking if it could come live with me
I answered, Fine with me.
The Frightened Man
A man emerged from the abyss
His name was Mr. Astryss
He walked from dark alley to dark alley
With hope of avoiding what he wanted to miss
He feared his own dreams
He avoided light and streams
For they caused him to imagine
His own screams
His dreams were very bleak
They made him weak
He thought about calling for help
And realised people would call him a freak
The terror spread
He felt a greater dread
And felt that he was defeated
By a part of him that was already dead
March of the Unreal
March of the Unreal
March! On and on!
Fly to the reality that we spit upon!
Swim through shadows
and advance through meadows
Just to find a piece
of the reality we dream of
But we could see life only as it seems
If only reality was a dream
And because of grim fate,
We have dreams of having dreams
But we march to reality
For something that we already are
Arcane
Amongst the infinite mood
lies the visual verisimilitude
The iridescent hallucination of the insane
is the essence of a dream arcane
Within the fate of an empire
there is the will to conspire
And that will shall become the secret reign
of the proud monarch arcane
The silence awaits for the death of a dream
and an echo is heard from a profound scream
Because of this, a scavenger shall remain
one that is known as the vulture arcane
The cries shall die in a perpetual sunset
and