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This poem disappeared, including all the lovely comments people left for me. I am putting it back up, but I am deflated.

Nightmares Wild

The criss cross tracks with water filled
        Speak slender wheels on forest path
      In slalom travel through the trees
        In search of beach and ocean waves
             He pants, his hands around the rims
          Are dirty, mossy, blistered, red
   His head is filled with panicked thoughts

For woods are dark,            for trees are high
   They whisper,       whistle,                   secretive
            Plant thoughts         that turn to 
              nightmares wild

But round the next bend woods subside
 They shrink to bushes, undergrowth
    Behind a small dune sea sounds roar
       His teary breath sobs silently
      In him composure slowly grows
   For with the lifting of the veil
The starry night smiles calm with love

Behind the window of his room
Where fear for forest has no place
Where horror dims and disappears

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Iambic tetrameter
May 18, 2017
Copyright © Darren White

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Verlecia Fields May 21, 2017 at 9:09 AM the poem made me think of a little boy in his bed being read a scary bed time story - then he is all alone to hear the night and images - and the sounds of nature give way to panic (my imagination??) Darren White May 21, 2017 at 9:16 AM I like your imagination. It makes me happy if you are able to make your own story with my poem, I love that :)

Sara Ella May 20, 2017 at 9:23 PM Hi Darren :) Missed the first time around but commenting now! I like the way you put the panicked thoughts in scattered array - makes for more impression. This is a great poem for being full circle with haunting trees and back to the peace of waves and room. <3 Darren White May 21, 2017 at 12:24 AM Thanks my dear friend <3 and yeah, back to the safety of my room :)

Old Man Emu May 20, 2017 at 9:13 PM Awesome write Darren, enjoyed this piece. Kind regards, Craig Darren White May 21, 2017 at 12:22 AM Thank you Craig :)

Richard Lamoureux May 20, 2017 at 9:49 AM I am glad this was not lost. Darren White May 20, 2017 at 9:55 AM Thanks Richard, I am so glad I make good backups :)

Lisa Ricci May 20, 2017 at 6:26 AM Hiya Darren. I'll start with the entry first. May the starry nights always be there. I can see why you were in a panic you were in the countryside (ha ha and lol) Find way to the ocean side (another ha ha and lol). This entry must be read slowly to capture the essence and its thoughts. As far as it disappearing somehow. Not good for the author or for the reviewer. Thank goodness you were able to re-post. An example of saving our work. This entry is so expressive Darren. Your skill shines and speaks. Have a wonderful afternoon. Stay well Penguin. Well done in its entirety in composition and construction. Darren White May 20, 2017 at 6:41 AM This made me giggle with delight. And yes that panic in a nightmare always disappears at the ocean. Thanks Lisa :)

Arthur Vaso May 19, 2017 at 10:16 PM All this means is you are not only a great poet, but a great magician! You made the poem "re-appear" !!!!!! And I am glad you did, a great one indeed! Darren White May 20, 2017 at 12:46 AM hehe, good i keep it on more places than PoetrySoup only :)

Connie Marcum Wong May 19, 2017 at 9:18 PM This is one of your best Darren! I am sorry your poem disappeared, but really a blessing it was not lost for good. Your nightmare seems so real as sometimes they make such an impression on the mind we never forget them. Nature calms the fears...This wouldn't be about the artist Van Gogh would it? Excellent! 7++ ; ) Darren White May 20, 2017 at 12:45 AM Hi Connie :) No, it's one of my own nightmares I tried to capture here. Thank you for the 7.

Anne-Marie Coreggia May 19, 2017 at 6:28 PM A harrowing experience you have us partake in, but I am glad you found the sea and her roaring scared the beast of fear away. I also love the way you bring us back to the safety of your room in the end. This is all brilliantly done. A fave w/me. I hope you are OK my friend:)This was written this morning, but I just realized for some reason it never went through Amitiés Darren White May 20, 2017 at 12:43 AM It did, Anne-Marie, but my poem disappeared and I had to re-post it for some strange reason......

Tim Smith May 19, 2017 at 1:31 PM Glad you're in a good place now. A great poem conveying those haunting nights. smile : )...Here is my original comment Tim Smith May 19, 2017 at 1:34 PM Anyone who commented can go to their outbox and the comment will still be there. Darren White May 19, 2017 at 1:32 PM Thanks Tim, so happy you still had it. It made me so sad that it disappeared, but now I smile again :)

Chris Green May 19, 2017 at 1:23 PM Wow, that really sucks my friend. How on earth do these things happen on this site? Well, I for one didn't mind reading it again because like earlier, this is amazing. You have expressed your fears in this dark setting but allowed us to follow you into the light "where horror dims and disappears". I am sorry that the poem disappeared as well Darren. Darren White May 19, 2017 at 1:35 PM I don't know how it happened, I had this happen once before, with a contest poem with two pages of comments I was very fond of. Thanks my friend, I am glad to have left the nightmare behind. and to have found the light.