Dream Engineering - Softcover

Angel, Michael

Softcover

ISBN 10: 1490760024 ISBN 13: 9781490760025

Publisher: Trafford, 2015

Synopsis

This book was written in the nineties from supernatural experiences. It will take you to my heart of darkness. I now live in the mountains and have found the meaning of life which you can also find in my last book of this seventeen year trilogy Avenue Dread. The middle book still to come. This poetry is explorative, incisive and original, the poems inspire a sense of inner beauty and complexity of life. Intense and direct evoking simultaneously the simplicity of structure and depth of insight implicit within each poem.

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Dream Engineering

By Michael Angel

Trafford Publishing

Copyright © 2015 Michael Angel
All rights reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-4907-6002-5

Contents

PART ONE, 
Dinosaur Diner, 1, 
Coupe Deville, 2, 
Stove, 3, 
Ink on Paper, 4, 
Ice, 5, 
More, 6, 
Thought, 7, 
Bleeding Moon, 8, 
Reach, 9, 
Breath of the Unknown, 10, 
See Through, 11, 
Acceptance, 12, 
PART TWO, 
Mist, 17, 
Clown, 18, 
Dalgety, 20, 
Montre, 22, 
The Crossing Over, 23, 
Lights, 24, 
Searching for the End, 25, 
There, 28, 
Rainy Days, 30, 
Butterfly, 31, 
Screams, 33, 
Come Around, 35, 
See, 38, 
The War Within, 40, 
Night Shadows, 43, 
Hierarchy, 44, 
Hood, 45, 
Nothing, 47, 
Goodbye Friends, 48, 
Web, 50, 
Darkness Park, 51, 
PART THREE, 
Sunshine Parade, 55, 
Mystic Moon, 57, 
The Sound of Ancient Stirring, 58, 
Flesh Fantasy, 59, 
Poem, 60, 
Sweet Scent, 61, 
Dream Land, 62, 
Tomorrow, 63, 
The Time of Parting, 64, 

CHAPTER 1

PART ONE

    Dinosaur Diner

    Dinosaur diner
    Luxury ocean liner
    Crystallizing ocean
    The air is getting finer

    The weather is gone
    Everything is perfectly still
    Prepare to embark
    On the Coupe Deville
    -----


    Coupe Deville

    A Vehicle with no driver
    Magical ocean diver
    Prepare to contrive
    Dinosaur diner

    Travelling the plain
    A land with no rain
    A lover is born
    Bring out the china

    Ending in death
    Beginning with life
    Tell me now
    Which one is finer
    -----


    Stove

    Light dances on smoke
    In front of blue velvet drapes
    It comes from the stove
    Where red embers lie

    Woods flesh dying
    Interpret the scene
    Logical machine

    Don't cry
    Scream
    -----


    Ink on Paper

    Glittering glowing future
    The past has now reached us
    Begin to create
    The infinite escape
    Dark silk veil
    Eyes and a smile

    Life is the unveiling of darkness
    It is the pain in your mind
    For you know not
    From whence it came

    Just ink on paper
    Does not matter
    -----


    Ice

    Come onto me
    Like a dream
    Then leave me
    Alone on the scene

    Behind the mask
    Is a chemical crust
    Magic and inviting
    The lust keeps biting

    Caught in a web
    Its own device
    Internally fed
    On liquid ice
    -----


    More

    Expect life
    Project life
    Live for hope

    All that you need
    Is everything you want
    Always room for more
    Faint hope for a whore
    -----


    Thought

    Delicate perfumes
    Instruments of passion
    Your mind is the tool
    Existence but a pool

    A multitude of thoughts
    Enter my head
    Trying to make sense
    As each one heads
    Into another
    They gently smother

    Deciphering thought
    While emotions confuse
    What a wondrous state
    To have to muse
    -----


    Bleeding Moon

    Select and reject
    The thoughts in your head
    Remember they are sublimely fed

    Confused emotion turned into art
    I know this means nothing
    Except to my heart.

    Mask of protection
    Internal selection
    Of protected aggression,

    A balance of tensions
    Levels of pretension
    Love deceives, it weaves,
    It creates two scenes

    When the need is relieved
    You start to bleed:
    Trying to decipher
    Love from lust
    The chemical crust
    Forms a mask

    Feelings of comprehension
    Forgiveness is just a pretension
    The emotions you feel are real.

    Perceive red
    The moon has bleed.
    -----


    Reach

    In moments of pain
    I turn to my pen
    Black clouds rain
    Words are my friend.

    When the world gets too much
    And you think you can't cope
    Remember your stuck
    Cling to faint hope.

    Live through each second
    Feeling the pain
    Think it's not worth it
    Try to refrain.

    Slave to the body
    Sentenced to life
    Freedom is near
    Reach for a knife

    Knife to the throat
    Weigh up the balance
    Think of faint hope.
    Is life worth it
    Or is it a joke?
    -----


    Breath of the Unknown

    When your closer to the end
    It's easier to pretend
    You have that certain something,
    Something more profound
    Perhaps in relation
    To some sound.

    Heart beat rise
    Heart beat fall
    Breath of the soul
    Heart beat stall.
    -----


    See Through

    Fairly transparent it's clear to me
    All that I want is near ecstasy
    Prolonged enjoyment a heart fulfilled:
    Never enough the hour glass spills.

    Loneliness spills into a heart
    Minute by minute it tears it apart
    For all that you want
    What do you give
    Reach out and touch
    Try to forgive.

    Hearts lay in waiting
    To be fulfilled
    The invisible search
    In an abstract field.
    -----


    Acceptance

    Constructs of linguistic pleasure
    Scenes of heartfelt warmth
    Beneath the lies
    Lust cries
    To be fed.

    Hungry burning passion
    Can never be appeased
    One is not enough
    Must taste all the leaves

    Delicate balance
    Feelings of guilt
    Two people meet
    Emotions tilt.

    Living in a world
    That you know so well,
    Can't help but feel
    The enchanted spell:

    Senses project into the mind,
    Mind dwells and dwell
    On all t hat is behind
    Sensual sonority
    Of sentimental illusions,
    Invasion of dreams
    Reality screams.

    Hide your unhappiness
    In everything you do,
    String it along
    Try for a coup.

    Prestigious moment
    Of untold glory
    Gentle contact
    Of sullen emotion,

    So we have arrived
    In each other's eyes
    Take off the disguise.

    Private moments
    Of exotic bliss
    Two people connect,
    Nothing is missed.
    -----

CHAPTER 2

    PART TWO

    Mist

    The Dream Engineers are quicker
    To perceive your presence
    When the mist is thicker,
    It reveals its essence.

    The mist is an unseen world
    Of thoughts and feelings.
    Welcome to the land of resurrection,
    Enter the next sphere of self perfection.

    My heart is twisted
    With myriads of pain
    Delusion rocks my soul
    Confusion totally in control

    The time bomb is ticking,
    Feel the fear licking
    Your wounds of reality,
    Feel the pulling of it's
    Painful clenches as it
    Vibrates through you.

    Man in the mirror
    Feel the pain
    Be the same
    As your claim
    In the mirror
    Abhorrent
    Obscure.
    -----


    Clown

    A perfect incantation
    Ceremonious celebration
    Tonight we have the pleasure
    To seduce the icy weather:
    We are all innocent victims
    Of the treacherous nightly feather
    That descends upon the town
    Like a hideous perverse clown.

    I was in a house, empty though it was,
    Staring through the window
    At the wind blowing through the trees.
    There's no rain under the trees,
    The soft sullen breeze
    Vibrates in silence through the leaves.

    Emptiness all around
    Suddenly I found
    A world all my own,
    A paradise, a corner stone.
    In this world there was magic,
    Emptiness was gone,
    In its place
    I found the mist
    An endless list
    Of things I felt,

    Confusion and strife controlled and concise
    I salute the shadows as they sing for me
    A gentle recognition
    That does not disturb the fear,
    The searing heat at your feet,
    Come along take a seat.
    With your mouth you try to speak
    But your soul is far too meek.
    -----


    Dalgety

    The Dalgety Inn
    Compounded in sin
    Here come those to live,
    The wanders, the travelers,
    The ones that society
    Has no power over.

    To travel within
    The decision is made,
    Reputation is laid.
    Where is this within?
    Will we suffer and need
    Tragically indeed.

    A scream in the park
    A yell in the dark
    Will we embark
    On a murderous ark?

    The ark of thought,
    Together we have brought
    This reality into existence.
    So here we are, we all take part
    In this marvelous play of existence.
    We hear our name
    Respond in vain,
    Hope

    That we will receive
    Never a thought,
    That we might resort
    To the abhorrent
    Game of giving.

    The church has electric gates
    So no one can escape.
    Those who do not follow
    Shall not swallow
    The bread of life,
    Never enough to suffice.

    We sit here and slowly negate
    The purpose of our escape.
    The pain unfolds,
    In the mirror it dissolves.

    Come as you are
    Inhibition stay far,
    There is room for all
    In this land of milk and honey,
    A world run by money:
    Is it as fair as we think
    Or is it starting to stink?

    The arousal of thought
    Hear the voices screaming,
    The lyrics are teaming
    With images of doubt.

    Is it you or is it him
    Or maybe someone in between?
    Let the voices become a team
    For it is friends that you need In
    the world of the weed.
    -----


    Montre

    All you have to do to see
    Is be able to be aware:
    Those who seek shall find
    The mirror in the wall behind
    Conscious reality.

    With these letters we construct
    Our words, our language:
    In this game of pleasure and pain
    Abstain from the needs of the body,
    After all it is life that we seek
    Not the pleasures of the meek
    But the wondrous glory
    Of those who seek
    Spiritual perfection,
    Who will reap
    The benefits of
    Eternal life
    Like the Christ
    Who gave His life
    For all mankind
    So we may find
    The land of glory.
    -----


    The Crossing Over

    Dark art from an eclipsed angel
    So you think you're the one
    Think again
    For he is surely your friend,
    But then again I could be wrong
    For the night is strong,
    Fearful sinful and tearful.

    Who will you call for?
    When fear has entangled you,
    Is trying to strangle you
    The crossing over.
    -----


    Lights

    We are about to begin:
    You find yourself there,
    Abstract concepts
    Infernal lights.

    You want interaction,
    But the game is so complex
    You're scared you won't
    Pass the test.

    I have sunk into the abyss
    Of eternal gist.
    Spare me your sorrows, I
    don't live for tomorrows.

    Weapons of defense,
    Feelings of repent.
    You think you heaven sent:
    The serpent's just been lent.
    -----


    Searching for the End

    Empty days
    Life is a haze
    Hopes dismayed
    Dreams betrayed
    For beauty you look
    Love mistaken
    Mind affair
    Love in pairs
    Evil stare
    Beauty dares.

    Out of confusion comes creation,
    Smooth soft sullen feeling
    Make it good used blues,
    In a room she suddenly moves.

    You don't know where to turn
    Inner burn leaves a scar,
    A golden star
    Forever you are.

    Sometimes life is hard to face
    In reality: of your dreams
    There is no trace.
    Look through the window
    To the other side,
    There your fears and inhibitions
    Will subside.

    Eternity looms
    Before it dooms
    Your hopes,
    Your wishes:
    Take a last look
    Through your eyes
    At this vision.
    Who will you turn to
    In your moment of need,
    It's painful I grant you
    But just you please bleed.
    Know that I love you
    Know that I need
    It's pain that is granted
    Blessed indeed.

    Bliss, sin,
    Love, fornication,
    Dove, inauguration,
    Time.

    The serpent's silky skin shone
    From within the frozen pond:
    His existence still
    No movement of will.

    Fly
    Flying
    Forever trying
    To keep your head in the clouds,
    Your feet off the bleeding ground,

    Your world forever high
    A tear fell from your eye.

    It can't be beat
    Feel your feet
    Love the heat.
    Empty hearts
    Stay apart
    For fear of falling
    Just keep stalling:

    Freedom is near
    When you lose the fear,
    Do the deed
    Make it bleed
    Suffer and seethe.

    Feel it from them
    Their all your friends
    Don't pretend
    It'll never end.

    Instant action
    No refraction.
    A clear cut image
    To envisage
    From within
    Begins the sin,
    The white dove
    War with love.
    -----


    There

    Life has no meaning
    For those who are deeming
    To be correct in every respect.

    Just one more scene
    Then I'll go clean
    I'll be a machine,
    A product to produce
    I won't be seduced
    To the nasty scene.

    You can't avoid despair
    It has to be there,
    Imagination run wild
    Makes us a child.

    It's easy to be there
    Just stare
    Or don't you dare
    Montre.

    Sunshine again,
    Find your friends,
    Slippery thoughts you can't hold
    On to, images you can almost
    Feel escape your understanding.

    In harmony
    I will be free
    From chains
    And pains
    That affix my heart,
    My single part.
    Tortured art.

    An empty room
    An empty heart
    Can you tell
    The two apart?

    Is it love
    Or is it lust
    Or is it something
    You can't trust?

    It drives you mad
    It makes you sad
    Do you wonder
    What you have?
    -----

(Continues...)

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Edition details

• Publisher: Trafford
• Publication date: 2015
• Language: English
• ISBN 10: 1490760024
• ISBN 13: 9781490760025
• Binding: Paperback
• Number of pages: 74