Little Nightmares: For The Sunday Whirl 579

Little Nightmares

Dreams spin and whirl and crack and spark,
little fireworks in the dark
that bring to light flashes that last,
glimpses of a far-off past
that grip our memory, strain its seams,
to creep back in and stain our dreams.
They loom above us every night,
waiting for the end of light.

Lords of dark, nightmares of wonder,
wait their turn to clutch and plunder.
Minds gone slack in slumber’s whirl,
they enter in to clutch and curl,
smothering pleasant thoughts of day,
inviting past regrets to play
through our minds, to live anew
little foibles seen in review.

For the Sunday Whirl Wordle 579 prompt words today are: spin, creep, loom, whirl, crack, light, grip, stain, curl, glimpse, slack, lord, wonder

8 thoughts on “Little Nightmares: For The Sunday Whirl 579

  1. isaiah46ministries

    What a great [poem on nightmares. I was just telling Douglas of one I had last night regarding attending different churches, some all black and some all white, and not settling into any, especially the one where the pastor winked at me but welcomed Douglas. To ass insult to injury, as we were leaving the last church in the dream, I fell crossing the street looking for a Krystal’s (a place Douglas hates and will not go) for food. I have had several falls as a result of the complications from back surgery, and falling is one of my greatest fears right now. You hit it on the head, as dreams are somewhat unnerving, particularly those that seemed spawned from the medications I take for pain. Thanks for a great laugh and, as usual, a great take on an experience we all have.



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