Sunday, October 12, 2014

OctPoWriMo #11: Unsettled


Sometimes I waken
from misremembered dreams,
shaken, heart fisted by imaginary fingers.

Forgotten, fear lingers.


Poet's Note:   First off, if any of my fellow WOK bloggers are reading, click here for my latest A-Z post.  You're more than welcome to read my poetry, of course, but FYI if you're looking for the A-Z posts.  I'm behind but I'm still trying to complete the challenge.

OctPoWriMo...this is short, a snippet, and completely not in line with the prompt.  Let's just say...bad nap?  It was on the brain.  

2 comments:

  1. And it is good if it is still written after a nap :)

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  2. I can feel the fear still wrapped around your heart.
    Hope the rest of the day went better :-)

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