Dark Dream

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Night Storm – photo by Wild Thing

Dark night
Wind picks up
Low rumbling

Across boards
A white chair
Tap dances

Tension builds
The rumble now
A dragon’s roar

Air crackles
Prickles
Neck hair lifts

Flashes of light
Blind the eyes
Twisting limbs
No control
Flexing bending
In the wind

The crescendo
Suddenly arching
Tension breaks
Storm opens
Rain falls down
Full force

Crying out
She wakes . . . alone
Gasping for air

A dream
Just a dream
Or was it . . .

Wild Thing ©2016

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