Nightmare ?

Born, innocently enough,

In the full, clear light of day –

As simple mischiefs often are –

As sunset-shadows grew long,

It started to go a little bit wrong.

With dark-thoughts getting stronger

It got sinisterly wronger

So, when black night was longest,

Screams at their strongest

It reached dreadful-climax wrongest.



(My apologies to the grammar purists out there.)



5 thoughts on “Nightmare ?

  1. Chatty Owl says:

    (I’ll close my eyes to those little grammar bits). 🙂
    This is stunning. The comparison to shadows, sun and time… In awe.

  2. beeseeker says:

    Thank you very much, really appreciate this comment … this is a bit different to my “usual” fare.

  3. Liz Gray says:

    Sometimes taking grammatical liberties says it better. I love this: Dreadful-climax wrongest! I can’t remember, but are you one of the members on Writers and Artists Share? It’s a pretty big FB group now; please join if you haven’t & would like to. There’s some amazing writers/poets/novelists/artists/sculptors/musicians & the like that hang out there:

  4. Miriam E. says:

    i love the ‘sunset’ in this poem… it gets darker and darker by each line – and ends in a nightmare. wonderfully penned!

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