Myre's Mire - Horror Poetry

Myre's Mire - Horror Poetry

they wanted my eyes
they wanted to see what I had seen
they longed to see what I had seen
to know how I laid bare my step
on sugar path
on foaming hill
in raging twist 
against the wind
to throw my stones across the land
to walk, as I, deluded

there was a house of wood and stone
a sign outside
its name, my dream
and know not I why this I saw
scratched in by nails
fingers raw
read 'Myre's Mire'
bloodied 

within that house lived all the world
lived everyone who'd ever lived
breathed everyone who'd ever breathed
and wait, they sat in harmony
while I, outside
dare not go in
was I outside mistakenly? 

they wanted my eyes
they wanted to see what I had seen
and all the creatures they'd become
could walk, as I, elated
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Empress Avatar
December 19, 2023 at 11:04 AM
This is so well written and so poetic. And a very intriguing dream you’ve written about. Sometimes they say dreams are better than reality but some dreams make us realize reality is way more better. I love the concept and cadence of this. Pleasure reading this.
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December 19, 2023 at 11:22 PM
Thanks for your time IE
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