In the woods a nightly sound
In shadows a nightmare's neigh
Music of dreams is found
Dark things silently crept away
Melted by the break of day
light of vision shuns
shades in pools that lay
where the ink of night runs
Vermin dressed in spider thread
hang in tunnels underground
bound in gallows' bed
where silence makes a dark sound
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: July 5th, 2024 08:30
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
Comments5
Good write SB.
Thanks Orchi.
That’s a stunning description of a night terror-great method with the dream analysis…
Thank you Parisab for the read and most kind comment it is appreciated and valued. Have used dream analysis with some and have gotten the most out of the Gestalt method.
Deliciously dark with a dream like sense. 🌹
Thank you so much Teddy for your most kind words always encouraging.
Silence is so important in life soren.
Andy
Thanks so much Gold for the read yes silence is Golden.
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