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Dark Dreamy Dreams

 
I was down deep in a dark dreamy dream, wandering a wispy, winding wilderness, where sounds stabbed at an eerie secret silence; with roars, rumbles and the rage of riotous birds, in trees unseen and in branches of twisted tapestry. When I heard with heartbreak mother's heavenly voice, calling in the caliginous, obscure gloomy forest canopy; it was my name and I searched with a narcotic need, I ran wild, rampant and rapacious wailing WAIT. Until, I was worn-out weary and woebegone; I murmured and mumbled- mother, mother . . . Then, sun blazed like a bath into my bedroom. ____________________________ March 23, 2018 Poetry/Allitertion/Dark Dreamy Dreams Copyright Protected, ID 03-1484-459-23 All Rights Reserved, 2018, Constance La France Written for the Standard contest, Alliteration Poem, sponsor, Silent One, Judged 03/2018 Second Place Submitted to the Standard contest, A Strand (1052) sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 01/16/2022 First Place
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Krutsinger Avatar
September 3, 2022 at 1:01 AM
Gorgeous! "I ran wild, rampant and rapacious wailing WAIT. Until, I was worn-out weary and woebegone;" - beautifully done. Soup mail.
La France Avatar
September 4, 2022 at 4:52 PM
Caren, thank you so much for the compliment and comment, God Bless ~
Tor Avatar
September 1, 2022 at 3:28 AM
love your alliteration Constance, don't like those dark dreams they sometimes occur and you wonder how they got there. Thank you for posting and god bless you...
La France Avatar
September 1, 2022 at 7:08 AM
Michel, thank you so much for thecomment, I don't know where the nightmares come from either ~
Sambourne Avatar
August 31, 2022 at 1:07 PM
Superb alliteration that uses unique, pleasing words like gumdrops to a child. Such a psychologically compelling piece too. Congratulations on a very fine posting! Sincerest regards, Brian
La France Avatar
September 1, 2022 at 7:09 AM
Brian, thank you so much for the compliment and for the encouragement ~
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