LaTisha Parkinson

Rookie (23/12/94 d/m/y / a hospital)

The Plants - Poem by LaTisha Parkinson

One Friday night I was sleeping
You won’t believe the crap I was dreaming
It’s a long story I don’t want to tell
But I give you the basics very well
All the plants came alive and were glowing red
They walked and had big shark teeth
This dream gave me the creeps
Anyways they ran me down
Pulled my legs and dragged me into the fog
I got away and tried to open my door
But I didn’t have the key
How lucky for me
I had to run all the way back to the front door
Plants kept chasing me more and more
I opened the door, turned on the lights
I was taking a breath; those plants gave me a fright
I walked around scared and didn’t know what to do
When I saw the plants slipping through the window and doors too
I ran around the house, they ran after me
Then I reached a cupboard where the cornered me
I started to cry and I closed my eyes
They dived into my head and I woke up of fright
All the time I was in the house I knew it was a dream
I just knew that none of it could be real
I tried to wake up but I couldn’t
I tried and tired but I just couldn’t

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Comments about The Plants by LaTisha Parkinson

  • (10/15/2007 8:35:00 PM)

    Sounds so much like a weed in need..
    all round up in a dream live weave! Thanks for the share, One peace at a time!
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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 15, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011

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