Category: Fear
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Mouse
She is a mouseHiding from the volley of truthThe folly of youthHas her reading the back of the shampooWhile they shoutBuilding a tower of cotton budsWhile they screamStaring through the green viscosity of the handwashIgnoring the atrocity of another smashed plateAnother crash of hateShe is a mouse in her holeHer sanctumHer tile-lined cellWith the chips…
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Insomniac
Night sweats, Sheets wet as cruel scenes stretch across my inner eyes, A gnarled and fetid pantomime of phantom frets ties silken binds across my neck and chokes me to the brink of life, Splits my mind; Half is here and half is on the other side, I’m both alive and not alive in this…
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Plasters
#NaPoWriMo Day Four Today’s prompt was to write a sad poem that uses simple language to convey strong emotion. The example poem used (sort of) iambic pentameter and rhyming couplets, so I too have incorporated those styles (sort of!) Also the topic I chose for today’s poem, knife crime, is close to my heart for…
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Swing
#NaPoWriMo Day Two Today’s prompt was to write a poem which transforms the natural world into an unsettled dream-place. I have loosely followed this prompt and combined it with #WorldAutismAwarenessDay, which is also today, creating a poem from the perpective of a child with autism. I hope I have done some small justice to what…
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Door
I was not involved in #NaPoWriMo (now #GloPoWriMo) last year, and while I can’t commit to the whole 30 days, this year I may dip in and out…. Here’s a poem about choice: DOOR There is a door at the end of the hall, Shut tight. It is not locked, but jammed with fear. How…
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Brain Storm
It’s raining inside my head. Pouring. I can feel each drop as it cascades through my mind forming translucent sheets of icy coldness, sharp as knives, that flood the echoes of my consciousness while a cackling clap of thunder drowns out every rational thought. Then a sudden bolt of lightning illuminates a cavern in the…
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Let It Go
Long wooden pole Splintered Louse infested Makeshift hook at one end Lowered into the water Blindly splashing about Knowing it’s out there Somewhere – Then – The hook catches something Something…big A pungent smell rising Into the night air Mixed with cold sweat Fear With last ounces of strength Digging heals into the fresh mud…
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The Edge
Where do I go from here? Standing at the edge of my future in fear Reflecting my past in my tears? The now presents itself shrouded by a cloak of darkness, Its stealth preventing my freedom, Its starkness inventing the reason that I live without breathing, I dream without sleeping and I’ve stopped without ceasing,…
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One Drink
A tiny little pill lies still, Invisible in the bubbles as they pass my lips, Then thunder A jolt as it slams into my brain, The pain, I don’t understand, I only had one drink, Why can’t I think? The lights are too bright, And the music, Its baseline has no end, Where are my…
Serena Malcolm 