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Is the World Ill-Fated
In restless sleep my eyes fluttered Candle flames sputtered... I was lost in a dream Enchanted night with myriads of stars but the moon was surrounded by bars Tears fell from each moonbeam I shook my head, moaning in disbelief It was a foreshadowing of grief Celestial bodies lost their gleam Lambent glitter was fading in the sky I had no idea as to the reason why It was very odd and a bit extreme I cried to think the heaven's were crumbling My fear evoked, they started tumbling In the darkness, so I let out a scream The sun glinted through my window shade My forshadowed thought had me afraid But things are not always as they seem Then, sunlight waned from my window sill Shadows filled the room. I shivered with a chill as if ice water flowed in my bloodstream Was I still dreaming or had I gone insane? Something amiss was befuddling my brain But who could manipulate such a scheme? My windows were covered with etchings of frost Is the world ill-fated to be star-crossed? I am lost in a world I cannot redeem I was not resigned to this; not one darn bit! I won't accept, "It is was it is," or is it Just a nightmare from too much ice cream? December 6, 2020 It is what it is...or is it? Contest sponsor: John Lawless
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