Wake up, you’re not dead You’re dreaming The ghosts you see had their time My bones ache from walking I see new faces through the fog They smile, then vanish It’s as if I’m walking from room to room Families seated at their dinner tables Then the screaming starts Drumming against my ear Then I could see the bodies, heaped in a pile The screaming came from the women Their mouths a giant O Their eyes blank white orbs I wake to my own screaming So glad I was only dreaming… ©AnitaDawes2022
Another lovely poem from Anita today… reminds me of our family holidays…
Another lovely acrostic poem from Anita. She really loves writing these!
Blackbird, take me with you High above the earth Where I can search for a woman Out of time, her ashes, windblown across the ocean She has taken my heart I need it back I have one creed to live by That love survives In a world where the meek tremble It seems to me Life with a broken heart is hard I will find her in another’s eyes She will live again Love will mend a broken heart… ©AnitaDawes2022
Under dark skies I hang
Nearer to earth, I
Dare to step where man has stood
Energy swirling, screaming, waiting
Reaching, wondering are we better
than some of our parts?
Caring little for the answer
Under cover of darkness
Reaching out, mind
Running, searching for that silver smile
Every face grim, eyes dull
Nearer now to earth, I find
the one true light of her eyes…
©AnitaDawes2022
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