Dare I, Own Up and Confess

Dare I, Own Up And Confess


Whispering shadows floating in the dark
Sound of laments ringing in their wake
Biting with wicked teeth so like a shark
seeking one lost and lonely soul to take!

Alarm clock wakes me from such a dream
yet bloodstains are at foot of the bed
How silly! All was not as it did seem
nightmares rage inside my old, aching head!

Rising to race quickly to the cold shower
stepped in a slippery,soft and warm mess
Blood on my feet, shows dreams have power
now the police demand I own up and confess!

Waking! My ankles shackled to these bars
Got a feeling,this dream going to leave scars!


Robert J. Lindley. 08-15-2015

Note. A dark sonnet for a change.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Duggan Avatar
August 21, 2015 at 9:01 PM
That is one spooky dream Robert, nice write, I do love Sonnets and you write them so well, really enjoyed this one, ,Take care my friend............Vera.
Lindley Avatar
August 21, 2015 at 3:45 PM
Thanks for the comments. Just a poet's imagination and memories of heartaches and sad goodbyes whipped into a mystery of dreams, reality and a dark foreboding tale of **##**##...
Manassian Avatar
August 21, 2015 at 12:06 PM
Very powerful...Robert. One is left to wonder what happened during that fateful night. Hugs
Nunez Avatar
August 21, 2015 at 10:15 AM
An interesting read, Robert. Unusual subject coming from you but you have written it with with your usual sensitive style. Kim
Smith Avatar
August 21, 2015 at 10:06 AM
This has me pondering...living out a dream or not knowing the difference between real and a dream...either way excellent my friend...a7
Allison Avatar
August 21, 2015 at 9:49 AM
Gosh this is deep and dark Robert such vivid imagery:-) Would love to know the inspiration behind this one:-) Hugs Jan xx 7
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