Dreams Which Nag
a strange awakening
bathed the brain
fogged the eyes of night
remnants of dreams
unshakeable
looming still
with dawns new light
feet on the ground
grog wears off
carbon pops
xylophone tickle up the spine
still this dream
a taunting tease
pleads definition
I know not why
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
