Dream Foe

• Artist: Tobiathin
• Description: Another short work containing more poetness.
  
  
• Date: 04/17/2009
• Tags: dream short poem

I stare at darkness, nothing more
as if to expect the knock at my door.

Through the failing light of night
I gaze out toward the chilling sight.
Through my pale visage I see
a wild imagination stare back at me.

As I shook to and fro,
the thought of woe had churned me so.
To see my 'dreams' unfold again
Upon this airy glass of sin.

To jump from head to eyes, you see,
Is nothing short of blasphemy.
As I rose to stand and fight,
I swore I saw a flash of light.

The morning's sun shined down on me,
perhaps another night, my dream.

Comments

[areyououthere]

'upon this airy glass of sin' is the only line in 'poetness' that tries to draw a picture (weak because there is nothing to support it). with more practicing the BASICS of poetry (notice how spelling and grammar are important for coherence to communicate) you may refine this line to draw a more creative image.