Open Poetry #47 |
Nightmare a la carte |
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
dusk leaves to make room for night seeping through the door dreams come they're not a bore unmasked, for the hardcore phantoms seek, spreading gore inside you as you snore another dirty chore peeks into your back door your soul it will explore secrets laid bare, galore spill them onto the floor touching your every core each night; the same old war ~* The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.--William Blake ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
nights to abhor that's for sure. Bad night? Here is to a good morning |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Eh, same to ya, Lori. Up. Dreamed all night it seemed, bordering on nightmarish. Okay, it is getting close to Halloween. ~* The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.--William Blake ~*~ |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
And tomorrow there'll be more! The style itself I'm sure was a challenge but the message makes it home. Of course, I'm probably reading more into it than one should. Even so, I found it enjoyable. Michael |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I don't think you are reading more into it that you should, Michael. Thank you for your input and for being here. ~* The saddest words of tongue or pen are the words It might have been.--John Greenleaf Whittier ~*~ |
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