Night Time Imaginings

“Sleep well my dear there is nothing to fear
what you see in the daylight
is here in the dark night
you just cannot see it so clear”

Waking up in the blackness
in the middle of the night
your bedroom so dark
you think a monster is there
Lurking in the corners 
you think you hear him breathing 
you think you hear him moving 
you are paralyzed with fear

Shut your eyes tightly
he may think you’re sleeping
but your heart beats so fast it will burst
your mouth is dry 
you are dying of thirst
you call for your Mum
no comes out

You have no voice
You have no words
You cannot scream or shout

So under the duvet you dive
blocking your ears with your hands
your salty tears run down your cheek
so desperately tired you just want sleep

Then suddenly you hear Mum calling 
saying time to get up and get dressed
you nervously worm your way out from the duvet 
and see that the blackness has gone

Was it a nightmare 
or night time imaginings  
Did darkness distort 
giving you such a fright
No sign of the monster 
you heard in the night
and you laugh
and you dance 
and you shriek with delight 

Then recalling Grandma’s words
as she kissed you goodnight 
she would pause at the door 
before turning out your light 
saying “Sleep well my dear 
there is nothing to fear
what you see in the daylight
is here in the dark night
you just cannot see it so clear”

written 25th October 2018


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Evans Avatar
August 30, 2020 at 9:07 AM
The greatest fear is the fear from within. This poem speaks for me. I like when that happens. Thanks for sharing..................peace!
Gilmour Avatar
September 2, 2020 at 1:42 AM
Thank you so much Ricky I am delighted to hear that, and it is so true about fear from within. It was lovely to meet you and I thank you for visiting. With kindest thoughts Ann xx
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