Open Poetry #14 |
Dreams She Said v2 |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
“Tell me your dreams of last night.” There’s a blackness of under, Underground, without sound, Shallow earth will slow smother, Soon comes hell, in earth smell; Till the only noise that pounds Is the final beats of heart, Then there is that bell that sounds, And the nightmare falls apart; A cold sweat and all’s wet, I’ve waken before the flames, Before calling out the names. There’s a blackness of under, Undercover hiding well. Gloom |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
PG...not sure if my take on this is correct, but I've had enough nightmares to feel my fingers tremble and that misty sweat above my lips and on my forehead. Dreams seem to be a theme lately with you, so I wish you sweet ones! |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, serenity, For the kind words in response Gloom |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
enjoyed the sounds and the images...nice word play and capturing of sureal in a concrete form.. |
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