Dreams, or: Stanzas

An emoji ‘free verse’

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In a moment, 
🧗‍♂️ it would be 
over again and he'd 
🧗‍♂️ have to start over in the next... no, not this time. 
Grunting, 🤏 hand over hand, he scaled the 
🧗‍♂️ uneven face of 🤏 the dream cliff,  
fingers 🤏 aching with the weight of his body 
🧗‍♂️ as the first rays 🌄 of sunlight...
oh no ✋ no... 
no...  ...
... 🖐️

🤸‍♂️

🤸‍♂️
🤸‍♂️💦
🌊🌊🏊‍♂️🌊🌊
Far below the water's surface
he swam effortlessly, breathing
through the dream gills on 
the sides of his neck...
😮💨 here we 
go again... 
kicking 🦵 with
his powerful 🦵 legs,
frog style, 🦵 he propelled
himself towards 🦵 the
mouth of 🦵 the cave
ahead. Maybe... 🦵
this time 🦵 ... 
There!
Wait... 
What was
that 🕳️ dark...
no... please!
not... 🕳️
🤸‍♂️
🕳️

🤸‍♂️

        🦶💥 
     He landed 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚
  📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 🦶 📚 📚 📚 📚 
📚 barefoot 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚
📚 and 📚 tiptoed over 🦶 📚 📚 📚
the 🦶 📚 enormous 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚
📚 📚 bookstacks, 📚 👁️👁️ looking 
carefully for 📚 the... 📚 🦶 📚 📚 📚
wait... 📚 was that it? 📚 📚 📚 yes!
📚 finally! he saw it lying 🖋️ behind 
some 📚 📚 bookstacks; 📚 📚 📚 📚
📚 quickly - before this new dream
ended, he made a grab 🤜 for the
📚 Pen ✒️ of Poetry... 📚 📚 📚 📚
📚 he'd done it! ✒️ 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚
📚 📚 📚 finally... ✒️ his poems ✍
📚 📚 📚 would truly be his own! 📓 

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d’Verse Open Link Night

For today’s Open Link Night at d’Verse, I’d like to share one of the more experimental poems that I’ve attempted, which I first published back in January of this year.

I think a lot about what is/n’t poetry; and in this piece I was exploring the idea that emojis are essentially modern day hieroglyphics. In many ways, they’re used like letters and even convey certain kinds of information that individual letters do not.

Of course, I understand that this is not everybody’s cup of tea; and some may even consider this a bastardization of poetry. That’s okay – I totally get it.

Still, for me, this was a lot of fun to write 😃