Darren White Poet Free verse

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Oh Wake Me

Don't force me to this zone
where the walls are
insub-
stantial
and thick as
barricades the same time,

where squeals of owls that carry mice 
between their nightly claws become 
screeches of demons with
black
holed
eyes

ropes choose to twine necks
with a knack for
nodding
I wake 
again
or so it seems

but there they are again
crows of 
menace
in raven
black clothing
with knives for claws

don't drive me down the stairs 
of derelict timber, a gateway
that closes to a chamber of
torture 
with rings 
to crush my
spine, thin arms 
and spreadeagle love

oh wake me to a morning with sun
and chant of birds
oh please


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May 1, 2017
Copyright © Darren White

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 2, 2017 at 6:31 AM Brilliantly penned nightmare banishment my friend. 7 xomo

Lisa Ricci May 2, 2017 at 4:49 AM So let it be said So let it be written So let it be done. Need I say more. I think not. However, it has always been my way of thinking that there should never ever be a fallen angel. And to all the fall angels who do exist because they do I say Bless The Beast and The Children. Your words Darren and expression are tremendous. Yes wake to the light of life not the darkness. This entry and your words so speak to me. Have a wonderful day. Excellent work in its entirety. This was an honor.

Maria Williams May 1, 2017 at 8:58 AM I'm sending Love and Lightness to your dreams Dear Darren. xxx Darren White May 1, 2017 at 9:16 AM Thank you Maria, that would be wonderful. Hugs.

Chris Green May 1, 2017 at 8:17 AM Wow, that was some nightmare my friend. Hopefully you woke to a sunny day with blue skies. Nightmares always seem to find their way in but when they do, if they leave behind amazing creativity as this poem shows, I guess every once in a while they are ok. I guess. :) Darren White May 1, 2017 at 8:41 AM Nightmares, especially series of them, like now, are incredibly unnerving. I use writing poetry to ground myself again, to cope, and face a new and better day :)

Miraj Raha May 1, 2017 at 2:03 AM An intricate nightmare Darren, I would also plead for the light. Darren White May 1, 2017 at 3:21 AM Yes, indeed. Hateful nightmares..... Thanks Miraj.