Housewives as the nights,
Came through,
The ceiling swung,
And then it grew
Have you ever seen the rain,
Shine blue?
In the Ring Of Fire,
Just for you?
Have you felt that chill,
With dew?
The yellow moon above
sweep through?
Have you sighed that fateful,
Word of doom,
Fallen into that tunnel,
yes it looms.
A whisper blares across,
The room,
The stars come to my eyes, but
I sail through.
A laughing ace of hearts says,
YOU,
Then dances round and round,
And withdrew.
Have you ever seen brick walls
Of blue,
Stand tall and strong but
I pass through.
Is the hammer big, or is it
The room?
This pounding in my head,
I knew.
The door rushes away, from my field
Of view,
Then comes running back, what can,
I do?
I sit up suddenly, is it,
Through?
The relief that dreams don’t ususally
come, true.
Your use of images in this writing is very strong. It is like things are moving up and back, in, out...and whirling around your head as you suddenly awaken...nice. Scarlett
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Starr your poetry is fantastic for a 14 year old girl. I really mean that. Keep in touch.Lisax