Teen Poetry #9 |
So easy to turn Dreams into Nightmares |
Falling rain
since 2008-01-31
Posts 2178Small town, Illinois |
Light shines through the tree top canopy. Golden feathered birds build their nest. Meadows stretch far and wide. Sun hanging in the west. Honeydew fragrance lightens my soul. White flowers brush up against my skin. My silk dress flows and dances with the wind bringing eternal peace from within. Sitting by the bubbling spring while the crickets hum their song. The sky's colors are going black The night is growing long. The moon comes out from behind a cloud Mysterious whispers in the night. Filling my nerves with adrenaline and my heart with darkened fright. I hear the wolves howl up to the sky A mournful terror in their cry Blood hanging on their teeth Cold air let out with a sigh. I run past the trees and plants Finding my own escape from this world The dark is chasing after; running close I can smell the flesh on his breath and feel the nails as they curl. My dress gets caught and I feel their grip, holding me down; waiting for me to scream I'm trapped within a nightmare I'm held captive in their scheme. |
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XxForever.BrokenxX Senior Member
since 2008-01-20
Posts 891Neverland |
I like the twist that you gave it; how everything just all of a sudden went wrong. Things like that make a poem real. Great write..and kinda different (in a good way). {~~*~~} Miss.Emmalee |
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Just.Another.Falling.Star Member
since 2008-05-08
Posts 422Canada |
this was really interesting, but i loved it. you did an amazing scheme with the rhyming and everything turned out really well. great job! (library) .:~]Julianna[~:. |
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Abbeon Member
since 2006-11-30
Posts 228Curiousity, and wonder |
I cant ecascpe the nightmare, set me free. Your words are continuing to haunt me. Words have power, Im going to unleash the power of my soul. |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN |
This was pretty good. I liked the imagery, you did a good job of painting the scene. My only criticisms are small. The lines in the first stanza are very abrupt, it makes it difficult to read fluidly. "Finding my own escape from this world" In this bit, "my own" is very redundant. You can just put "my" and that is sufficient enough for possession. I did like how casually you rhymed things. Keep up the work. |
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