Autumn Ehrhardt Poet Rhyme

Bad Dream, Daily 1

1:  A bad dream will protrude in the new light
And the first conscious breathe will lapse,
Until the warm air of morning kills the night.

The dark images now simmer but not burn.
And the chaser and the tormentor must wait,
Until the moon composes the next nocturne.

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Vince Suzadail Jr. December 31, 2011 at 4:57 AM Congrats on the feature Autumn.

Daver Austin December 29, 2011 at 10:30 AM Yep! The tormentor within is inescapable. This is what I get from your write. I can project self into the new day, being somehow tormented without defense. Amywho - This is real fine food for thought. Congrats on the selection. daver

Carol Sunshine Brown December 27, 2011 at 7:05 AM Congratulations on your well deserved featured poem this week Autumn. I wish you the best on your writing endeavors in the new year. Love, Carol

Poet Destroyer A May 29, 2011 at 8:43 PM Autumn, one can only wait to be waken by the sun,,, anything to get out of them bad dreams.. In my case any dream..I hate dreaming, by morning it leaves me in wonder.. well its night here,, and I'm about ready to go dream a bit.. great poem,,p.d. Autumn Ehrhardt June 9, 2011 at 11:32 AM I see how active you are in loving poetry and creativity. I appreciate this so much. Much love to rough and vivid sleeper. Poet Destroyer A May 29, 2011 at 8:50 PM p.s.,, and the veggie state... is a mindless journey.. thanks for the comment,..p.d.