Darren White Poet Free verse

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The form is Triversen

Fever Dreams

Delirious desires cackle
     while spectres whirl
          senselessly 
On oceans' savage sway
     blankets drenched
          delusion
Humane hands, soft
     spoken words
          strengthen
Fickle health, a seesaw
     feeds erratic mind
          with despair

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June 8, 2017 
Copyright © Darren White

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart June 11, 2017 at 9:20 PM Yeeow. Fantastic write my friend! xomo Darren White June 12, 2017 at 12:30 AM hahaha, thanks mo

Dean Wood June 9, 2017 at 6:43 PM Evocative, most of us have been there. I wish you good health and soon friend. - Dean Darren White June 10, 2017 at 1:35 AM Thank you, Dean :)

Maria Williams June 9, 2017 at 7:24 AM Feverish dreams, now these I do know, and they are not pretty. Get better soon dear friend...Maria Darren White June 9, 2017 at 7:27 AM Indeed. Ridiculous high fever produces fodder for poetry ;)

Sara Ella June 9, 2017 at 4:57 AM Hope today you are back home :) This one describes so well - fevered dreams. Darren White June 9, 2017 at 5:14 AM Yeah, they let me go home now, phew :)

Kim Rodrigues June 8, 2017 at 8:19 PM Not fun! Darren White June 9, 2017 at 12:40 AM No! :)

Becca Teagan June 8, 2017 at 1:46 PM oh this describes fever dreams quite nicely! I love the alliteration in this. Darren White June 8, 2017 at 1:52 PM Becca, thank you. I'm delighted that you like my poem :)

Frank Sheehan June 8, 2017 at 1:30 PM Nice write. I enjoyed the depth and scope of the poem. Darren White June 8, 2017 at 1:50 PM Frank, I am happy you like my poem :)

Tim Smith June 8, 2017 at 9:13 AM A beautiful piece drips from the abyss...healthy thoughts and sunshine headed your way Darren White June 8, 2017 at 12:42 PM Thanks Tim, I can go home later tonight :)

Chris Green June 8, 2017 at 6:40 AM Fever driven poetry. This is so cool, your style and talent always shine no matter what. Here's hoping you feel better soon my friend. I am pulling for you Chris Green June 8, 2017 at 7:22 AM Something like that. : ) Darren White June 8, 2017 at 7:17 AM Hehe, yeah, even that works from time to time. Thanks my friend! ("Pulling for you," is that the same as "rooting for you"?)

Daniel Turner June 8, 2017 at 6:35 AM Sorry you are ill, Darren. Hope you get well soon. Nicely penned. Darren White June 8, 2017 at 7:16 AM Thanks for liking the poem Daniel. Working hard to get better again :)

White Wolf June 8, 2017 at 1:04 AM One of your more succinct pieces, Duir! And powerfully spoken, hung off every word told! I do hope you feel better soon! Darren White June 8, 2017 at 1:40 AM I hope so too. Thanks Budgie :)