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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required As night falls swiftly; no respite for a heart can be found She dares not invoke sleep, so she paces the floor in silence For to fall asleep would mean, a revisit of that dreadful dream Ominous clouds cover the moon, carried on by rushing winds As she searches for her husband, with hope that he is alive That the dream is no foreboding; that he lies injured and not dead Raven, dressed in black satin; searches diligently among the dead The pain and anxiety lingers, as she awaits news that he is found Fear it seems, has sensed determination; leaving hope alive Dark clouds roll as ravens circle high above, in the prevailing silence. Though the massive search is over, yet his voice calls in the winds If only he’d walk through the door; and put to bed this recurring dream Where each night, she’s awakened, by parts of an unfinished dream She refuses to dwell on morbid thoughts, for her beloved is not dead! As she feels his spirit still lives and has not drifted upon summer winds! There is just one option left, which is, Ross would have to be found In his library, his favorite cigars lie untouched in the stoic silence Every flower in their garden droops, as if in prayer that he'd be alive Intuition prods her to dream again; find clues that he may be alive A Hypnotist in his expertise would escort her through the dream Come the appointed day, throughout their house hung total silence Her eyes were heavy as lead, yet while she dreamt, clear sight was found And deep, somewhere between the distinct worlds, living and dead Through thick mists she trods unafraid, as though riding on soft winds ~*~ Cont'd on Pg. II A. Brigham FOR: A Rambling Poet's "Among The Dead" Contest
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