Something whooshed...!

A Poem by Namyh

You wake up from a nightmare only to find that you're still in it. Whoa!

Something whooshed…! 🙈

On a planet, in a country, in a state, in a town,
on a street where a lampost shines
and the houses, very warm, quiet dreamers in theieep
like a hush after church bell chimes.

Something whooshed on the wind in the distance.
Something galloped in the lime moonlight
and its wings cut the air into slices of Fear
which it tossed in the night with delight.

And I shivered with a tremble and began to disassemble
with the fright now fused to my bones.
Slices landed on the rooftops, slid across the treetops
and fell down to cartop domes.

Out my bed, ‘cross the floor, thru a window did I spy
down the street from that lamp lurking light,
came an eerie fog creeping, ‘cross the land was it seeping,
into beds and blankets and the sleepers of the night.

Then the church bell rang! Clang! Clang!
The church bell rang! Clang! Clang!

In the cloud came the hoofbeats thumping like heartbeats
pulsing to a blood-beat time,
as the whoosh of its wing flaps turned cold my blood saps
freezing in the vessels of my mind.

Fog seeped at a fast creep crossing onto my street’s
curb over lawn, more and more
while sliding past the fireplace, creeping up the staircase,
thumping down the hall to my door.

Some human headed hoofed thing, half bull-half wing,
eyes froze in fire flicking flames
just reached out from the mist grabbed me by my arm and wrist
and pulled me screaming in the fog in pain.

I jolted from this nightmare, awake and free of frightmares,
gasping for some air, a wake-up push.
Rushed to my window just to breathe.
The night air filled my lungs with ease
when eyes and head turned left……and Something whooshed!

Namyh