11. But Sleep...not yet!!!

11. But Sleep...not yet!!!

A Chapter by Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere
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All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream. Edgar Allan Poe

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I hear it scratching on the attic floor,
yesterday, it was still behind the wall,
sometimes, I think it’s all in my head,
the sound that clatters in my chamber.

Then, in the corner of my eyes I see
fingers that stretch and reach for me,
eyes in the dark, a mouth wide open,
rows of teeth like knives that cut.

It whispers something I can't explain,
slippery words that look like snakes,
in bed I search between the drapes,
I close my eyes but sleep… not yet.

 

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere



© 2016 Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere


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Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

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Amazing verbal poetry and written tale. In the night. The mind can wander to bad and dangerous places. Thank you Rudi for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

8 Years Ago

Sometimes our mind and imaginations are making things even more scary than it really is, only becaus.. read more
Coyote Poetry

8 Years Ago

I agree. In the night. The imagination can come alive and you are welcome.

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Added on March 20, 2016
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Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere
Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

Wingene, West-Vlaanderen, Belgium



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I'm from Belgium. English is not my native language, but I like to read English poems and books. I have written a lot of Dutch poems during the last forty years. With some of them I've got prizes in B.. more..

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