Night Frights
hear soft whispers from below the bed
little cackles and hacks, heaves, breathing
dare to look, down low, where devils go
searing orange orbs poke out from below
under bed skirts a horn with nostrils protrudes
to fear the fangs that hang under that fellow
rising a cry, and fly, to the door
to let in the light, raise the alarm,
there be monsters laying on the floor
clamor back to start,
nothing resides but
bed laid disheveled
but the eyes seen
from a being fled
nothing can be said
thumping beyond
walls dark in night
jeez this is a fright.
4/1/22 - Andy McRae
Tag: nightmare
My Gaze in Spectral
My Gaze in Spectral
In the darkness it dwells
The visions and spells
Cast upon my gaze
That put my head in this daze
Look there is the spectral past
Shadows laid by the gleaming cast
Sight deceiving, my mind believing
Out in that bleakness, a thieving.
Beyond the layered mast
That I have laid in thus past
I bear down my soul
These images have taken their toll.
11/20/21 – Andy McRae
NIGHTMARES
slivers in time divide my mind in fine a world in miniature framed at my door when I move it centers more splinters in my mind telling me where to seek the bottom-line sunk below now i am swimming at sea amidst floating insanity fissures in this sphere my head cracking under pressure now i see through the field of shimmering lines that divide reality from nightmare a land beyond of terrifying dimensions nightmares waking my eyes are darkened by the shadows reality a glint that tickles the back of my head but i belong now to the realm of NIGHTMARES 11/4/21 – Andy McRae
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