Treasure Island

Ursula Tillmann

(Germany)

Gone to Gemaris


Free fall and dive
into new dawns.
Endless space
horizons
lost on causes
left for others
to whine about.

Gone to Gemaris
way beyond chocolate
covered milky ways
diluting the purpose.
Escaping by choice to
my private space.

In time settled by
dreams cried out loud
with stories told to
hold my fantasies
of wizards and fairies
the way I can see them.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 02, 2014
Edited: Thursday, April 03, 2014

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The name 'Gone to Gemaris', also the title of one of my poetry books arrived from the combination of the words 'Gemini' and 'Aries'. I made Gemaris a place or if you like a planet we all create for ourselves. It's a home where we contemplate what's left unsaid for others to hear.

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