Slipping slowly,
deeper, deeper drowning
into sleep
no counting sheep
embraced by dreams
entranced until
until
my beasts again
erupt from deep within,
they ask me why?
and how or what?
WHO?
my heart is racing
sheets are serpents
too much at stake,
awake!
Today Sarah hosts the Quadrille at dVerse and the word to incorporate in a 44 word poem is sleep.
May 16, 2022
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I really like those serpent sheets – I think we all know that feeling! It’s so visceral and so evocative.
I do so detest that claustrophobic serpent sheet feeling. This poem made me want to kick my legs in a panic.
glad you have awaken from that nightmare. Have a good week
much💛love
Have had such nights. Your words brought the horrors of nightmares alive.
I’m glad you could awaken from that nightmare and the serpent sheets. What an image! I like this Redon, too.
I always pause after reading your poetry…there is always that little bit more.. the angst is real…
I like how you describe the process of being calmly lulled into sleep’s embrace only to be disturbed by unwelcome messengers. If only they’d bring them in a more pleasant format, but sometimes they need to get assertive so you’ll notice them. If you can write them down and diagram them maybe you can figure out what they are trying to tell you. (Look for puns!)
As if the serpent sheets weren’t enough, you have to give us the Cactus Man too, eh, Brother? Thanks a bunch. Marvelous work!
So relatable – those damned beasts, plucking us from our slumber.
Those writhing sheets, and as the weather warms they seem to slither more and more.
“sheets are serpents”–love it!
Great essence of fitfullness Bjorn — and I can relate.
…and break out in a sweat!
I too like “serpent sheets” description. Nice poem.
Like waking up in that cold sweat after a really horrible nightmare!
Those beasts are hard to outrun. (K)
i like how the suspense escalates into the last stanza.
You capture well the terror of a nightmare, Bjorn!
That’s one terrifying nightmare!
This shift in the poem really drew me in! Well done, Sir! 🙂
Perfect accompanying pic by Redon. Nightmare, insomnia and a poet’s brain are working overtime here. I have definitely been there, my slumber being assassinated by the ninja sheets.
Goodness, this is terrifying.