NIGHTMARE
Between the toothless gums of the screamer
The waters of the ocean are held tight
There is no gushing forth of wave or ripple
Yet the silence of night sparkle, but
From fiery embers, without passion for sleep
Here sound falls deeper and deeper
Into echoes of void
And breath
At last, gasps before the measure
Of abyss is exhausted
NIGHTMARE © gillena cox 2016
Sunday Mini Challenge: How about the nightly visits?
Yes, nightmares are very much like that. Love" the toothless gums of the screamer".
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I never have nightmares and I think I am lucky!
ReplyDeleteThat really nice, I've had a few, Sherry. I'm happy you dropped in to read mine
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Oh the toothless gum is a terrific and terrifying image...
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Nightmares are so exhausting!
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So much to enjoy in this poem. I like the sound qualities and the differing line lengths which lend an amazing flow to the piece.
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I like the helplessness/ hopelessness of the writer here. Very well done.
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"Between the toothless gums of the screamer" What a perfect description of a nightmare..I hate those dreams I fight to break free from...that paralyzed feeling
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That first line sets us right in the middle of the thing... Dreams of being trapped, of drowning, of forever falling... are so terrifying.
ReplyDeleteOh this was so much like a dream I enjoyed it!
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