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insomnia

the twilight hue of a television
beckons Big Ben's eclipse,
while demons of the darkest hours
prepare to devour dreams.

recalcitrant and razor sharp,
obsidian teeth, bare nightly terrors-
gnawing their way through...

fiendishly feeding
upon remorse and regrets
to spit a weary weeping carcass
onto another morbid mantle
                            called morning.





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40-60 Words ~ Image Prompted ~ By: Ithica [51 Words]

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  • Swan song gold member
    December 19, 2008
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    This is not the way I want to wake up but poetically this is a gem of a dark poem


  • chilali
    December 14, 2008

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    What an excellent take on the prompt. I really appreciate your entry. I really enjoyed the read. Thank you and good luck

    Much love
    Ylova


  • Swan song gold member
    December 5, 2008
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    Excellent from the word go My you are a crooner of lovely poetry dear no doubt about that


  • tomisb
    December 3, 2008

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    Vibrant, quick, brutal, you take no prisoners as you quickly sush with assonance and consonance those that might protest to quickly that you droped of the edge of sanity into the darkness of a night deprived of dreams. I feasted on all that shimmered and brewed admist your words before I took them to salt my dreams.
    Love,
    Tom B.


  • Blue Rew silver member
    December 3, 2008

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    The dark is palpitable here:
    obsidian, morbid, fiend, carcass.
    Each gives a vivid layer of hopelessness,
    obscurity of the desolate. I like the tie-in
    of time as it punctuates the concept that such
    emptiness knows no constraints of day/night.
    Blue


  • Balldinger silver member
    December 2, 2008

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    Quay Lude Dudes and Dudettes

    dream canvas and a guava proximity on the side. this slides like an eye opener fixed on the next unexpected image of visionary thrust.


  • Pamela A Lamppa silver member
    December 2, 2008

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    This one carries such dark pain. Pain that has driven itself into dreams turned nightmare.

    Restless wrestling to insomnia. Nice to read your work again. ~Pamela


    • Ithica silver member
      December 2, 2008

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      Pamela A Lamppa

      Yes, Sometimes it's a nightly bout... to wrestle the coma chameleon... hehehe!!!

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