Recently I have been experiencing disturbing dreams and this poem is just a small account on my thoughts of them.

Such vivid dreams

running through-

every night so far, so it seems.

One after another, who

else experience such disastrous

dreams.  The

sub-concious

becoming a palce to ignore.  If only one could,

as every one such a vicious

visionary.  If I could stop, I would.

Swept away in an earthquake,

with everything

at stake.

Witnessing such devastating

torture-

What is meant by these dreams?

As I close my eyes I might

not dream, a thought that gleams.

What else will tonight bring, so far they have been a fright.

So-

It will be no different tonight.

This I fear and seem to know.

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  • jesse lennon on Aug 14, 2009

    The piece was betrayed by the title well.

  • Darla Cooke on Aug 14, 2009

    Interesting poem. I’ve had disturbing dreams before and also wondered about their meanings.

  • Marie Milton on Aug 15, 2009

    Thanks for sharing : ) I find that after I have expressed such a dream, they rarely come back : )…but only sometimes : )
    Nice Work!!!!

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