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    Weekly Poetry Contest (205) - Dark Dreams

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    Weekly
    Poetry Contest
    Two Hundred and Five




    Slightly later than intended, but it's still good! I checked, it smells fine!

    The Rules
    • All entries must be on the set theme.
    • Only one entry per member.
    • No editing of entries once posted without my express permission (i.e. PM me and ask).
    • Poems must be titled
    • Entries must not have previously posted on the forums, and are not permitted to be posted for critique until AFTER the contest is completed.
    • Any violation of these rules will result in disqualification of entries, and possibly infraction.


    The entry stage will be open for seven days, closing on Monday 27th August 2012.

    The voting stage will begin immediately, and will be open for three days, ending on Thursday 30th August 2012.

    And this week's theme is: (courtesy of E.Thomas) Dark Dreams


    The next (204th) contest's theme will be (courtesy of *Katie): Mind Tricks, and it will be opened on Monday 27th August 2012.


    Be imaginative, have fun, and get writing.


    Banzai


    PS: If you have any questions, please feel free to PM me. I don't bite (much).
     
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    Nightmare

    NIGHTMARE

    Haziness, blackness, nearer they creep.
    The start of a dread that I always see.
    Into my mind when I'm fast asleep
    Come swirling shapes that terrify me.

    Nearer it comes, this strange black mist
    Like a rattling snake that won't desist.
    I start to fear, my body shakes.
    I try to escape amidst the blue lakes.

    There they are, waiting for me
    Welcome blue lakes that beckon and smile.
    Now I make haste, though I'm weary.
    I never stop. I go one more mile.

    Just in good time, before the mist comes
    Into the lake, I step in and sigh.
    At last I am safe, in these deep fathoms
    But it turns out to be one big lie.

    My lips apart, I try to scream
    I try so hard to call and shout
    There is no voice in this dark dream.
    Sound is silent, it can't get out.

    The lakes are laughing at me now
    I'm drowning, drowning, must be dying
    Will I escape cold death somehow?
    Or will I die while I'm still trying?
     
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    Dark Dreams


    Darkness falls, night blooms
    All falls silent in the shadowy rooms
    Rememberances twist and nightmares grow
    Killing dreams of joy, replacing them with woe

    Death and destruction, regrets and sorrow
    Retreating with the morning sun tomorrow
    Each vision a fresh, personal hell
    All fears spring from the soul's dark well
    Making sleep a tortorous ordeal
    Scratching at wounds that had begun to heal
     
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    Following the footprints in the sand...
    Maybe

    From the depths of a forest pool...
    The Dark,
    dreams.
    From beneath a rock, so damp and cool...
    The Dark,
    dreams.

    Along the edges of rippled puddle...
    The Dark,
    dreams.
    Swathed in the downy softness, a blanket's cuddle...
    The Dark,
    dreams.

    A streetlight's reflection, amid wary eyes...
    The Dark,
    dreams.
    A voice unheard, a choir of broken cries...
    The Dark,
    dreams.

    A question unspoken, a wondering heart...
    What is The Dark?
    A monster, a story, a lost work of art?
    What is The Dark?

    Is it bad or is it good?
    The Dark,
    dreams...
    So maybe, just maybe, it is misunderstood...
     
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    A Dream in Darkness

    Heat – the wicked scent of roasting flesh
    and radiant vapors from the
    simmering blood that courses through my veins;

    Salt – acrid, pungent, stiffens the air
    that ripples in hammering blasts
    where I lay supine with nothing to grasp;

    Caught – I am unable to stand; so
    I roll upon the coarse surface
    beneath me, abrasive and harsh as the

    Voice – whispering loudly in my ear,
    “It’s time.” Once prone, I push myself
    to my feet and begin to run, but where?

    Give – my legs pump and drive rapidly,
    though I barely move forward, as
    the pliant sand offers small resistance;

    Fear – I must escape; the voice follows,
    moaning, “It’s time,” and will not leave
    me, ‘til I am fallen and feel the cold

    Wet – water rising all about me
    forces me to my feet again,
    but, alas, the water too has risen

    Deep – to my neck, gelatinous and
    heavy, it chokes my movement, while
    the voice insists, “It’s time” … hissing, “It’s time.”

    Then – as something beneath the surface
    grazes my leg, abruptly I
    awake, startled, heart pounding, breath labored,

    Sheets – sweat-soaked and tangled about me,
    my sunburn tingling, disrupted
    equilibrium causing my head to

    Spin – from a golden day spent riding
    ocean waves, handled but not seen;
    for nature renders no braille at the beach.
     
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    Flee ye Darkness

    My dreams of late
    Have been as dark as night.
    My worries, my fears,
    Become monseters I must fight.

    My sorrow does fall,
    As a torrent of acid rain.
    My hate ravages my sanity,
    And doubles me over in pain.

    "My Lord!" I cry,
    Will he hear my plee?
    "The darkness, the pain,
    They are about to overwhelm me!"

    All hope seems lost,
    I'm about to drown,
    In this misery of dark.
    These dreams wrench my heart.

    Then out of the darkness,
    Riding a white steed,
    Comes my beautiful Savior,
    The darkness from Him flees.

    I'm caught in his arms,
    The dreams fade from black to white.
    I awaken in my bed,
    And smile at the sunlight.
     
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    DREAMLESS

    In an dark state of mind
    i sit and gather dust in a
    sea of icy light

    In a daze i dream
    black and thick of hate
    i laugh blindly

    In a fit i start
    awake at last, my head
    a place of mosquitoes

    In a dark dream
    i sit, a pearl in an ouster
    im dreamless
    tonight
     
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    Waking Dream

    I long for the
    soft bat wings of
    darkness,
    the warm blanket
    of nothingness.

    But in my dreams
    there is only bright color,
    days past relived,
    cold wakefulness.

    How cruel,
    that even in my dreams
    I should dream of
    sleep!
     
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