![]() The NightmareA Poem by Cheri Roberts
Morning comes peeking beneath my eyes with bitterness,
sharp and cold. Tight chested reminders echo, “Beware, the night is never gone.” A sadness hangover of puffy eyes deflated dreams unheard screams muffled by the dawning of light. I awaken choking, gagging spitting on this new day. The hand of the Sandman, my captor, will drag me unwilling, humbled, through the tick-tock of time ’til once again I am in darkness where nightmares come on tippy toes to sneak and creak into my mind. © 2013 Cheri RobertsReviews
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1 Review Added on February 12, 2013 Last Updated on February 12, 2013 Tags: nightmares, night terror, poetry, fear, angst, dreams Author![]() Cheri RobertsTigard, ORAboutCheri has worked in media for more than 20 years in one capacity or another. Her media years were spent mostly in broadcast radio; from being a live on-air radio host to creating and implementing en.. more..Writing
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