This poem was written on my phone.
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Last night I dreamt I exchanged
Rent for an antique
In a parlour owned by
Peter Hinwood.
I slept on the floor, eyes
Up at a Baroque ceiling
Complete with figures
Painted by
Derek Jarman.
Flawless, misunderstood
Design,
Harbour your tempest,
Take me away.
Let me dream.
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Comments (3)
Dear Annie - Mom was an avid antique collector, just gorgeous, mostly British pieces now throughout my home. Since I'm getting older the 'kids' are unabashedly putting 'Dibbs' on each piece..! - Dream on - Jk.in.l.a.
I didn't know who they are so I had to Google them 😅😅 Loved your poem
Very surreal and I love Derek Jarman. Love the picture too