Jennifer - Poem by Donald Yates
I heard the night wind calling me
a low deep moaning through the tree.
Calling to my very core
probing through subconscious door.
Then I heard the name of her
called out faintly, 'Jennifer'.
Screaming as though in pain
silent minds churning brain.
I thought my pounding heart would burst
from my door the wind I cursed.
What far off demon summons me
sending chilling wind through tree.
Tis only some lonely howling cur
again a faint voice calling, 'Jennifer'.
An icy hand griped at my being
dragged me toward voice unseen
Stumbling down an unknown path
blackness covering demons wrath.
Drawn by winds icy stir
an vengeful ghoul calling, 'Jennifer'.
What relentless force
guides my yielding course?
Drawing my tortured frame
in its gruesome game
Crushing waves roll afar
open wounds under scar.
Screams ringing through my mind
churning seas known unkind.
Grasping fingers sink away
sinking down to unknown gray.
Throbbing brains endless stir
calls me back to Jennifer.
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