#dVerse Synchronicity Poem
In our dreams, the dregs of our fears unwashed by the gristle-eyed sun, take hold. “Sleep tight” we say, setting bones deep in feathery pillows... until hijacked spun into fear’s vortex, image after image on lidded screens. Horror a nine year old faces, from her own head, eclipsing rest, dark as bat wings and she wakes, to the waspish beat of gabled flight, pillows adrift. “Mummy!” I surface, gluggy as quagmire, navigating the chill grey hall for hugs knowing there is nothing to do but cuddle her tight: sharp elbows, bowed head, and tell her that it’s three a.m. She must brave the bat wings again alone.
Written for Grace’s dVerse poetics prompt “Synchronicity”.
As a poetry form, this consists of eight three-line stanzas in a syllable pattern of 8/8/2. This poetry type has no rhyme and is written in the first person with a twist. The twist is to be revealed within the last two stanzas. This form was created by Debra Gundy.
This is a thrilling opening for a poem!! Fantastic work!
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Thank you so much!!
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Thank you!!
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and of course!
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We are the flashlight and the guide sometimes as moms. The ending melts my heart. 💜
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It is.heart breaking… the battles they must fight alone.
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It’s horrid when kids have nightmares (but I love the poem).
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Thanks, Hobbo!
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Oh you’ve aced this one, Worms. Nicely done.
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Thanks so much, Misky. I’m amazed at how often, i set out on the poem with only the vaguest notion of what it’s going to be about. I might just have one line. Or an image. And then something gets made of it as I write it. I can see why people talk about muses although I have always been resistant to the notion of giving the credit for my poetry to some mythical being. But it is fascinating where ideas come from.
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If ones imagination needs naming, then I suppose it might be Muse, but I’m not one to credit (or blame) it for what I write. Same goes for writers block.
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