Skeletons rattle

by Dancing Rivers   Aug 11, 2015


In the night, when all is quiet-
There appears a curious sight-
disturbingly real, ethereal,
a skeleton dances to be revealed.

Unleashed by my mind's eyes,
this sinister fiend takes me by surprise.
I'm shook up by it's cold glare,
though in the past I would have better fared.

This fiend, this brutal malicious freak,
laughs at my fear-me-so mild and meek.
Crazy that, I fear the very core of me,
it haunts my very dreams.

The skeletons are not in my closet,
they're inside of me.
Now they haunt my lucid dreams.

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  • 9 years ago

    by Sunshine

    The strongest part of this complete poem is its closing stanza. It was a brilliant way to end the poem, leaving the reader in one way or another speechless. It was not easy to forget these words and thus, came my vote to this poem.

    The flow and word choice are in harmony although its a dark poem. There is so much emotion in this piece. There is SOUL and a shape of fear in this poem.

    The Lucid Dream inspiration can be perfectly senses when reading carefully into the skeleton/soul lines.

    Well done!

  • 9 years ago

    by cassie hughes

    Very well written Hazel. And actually quite chilling

    'The skeletons are not in my closet,
    they're inside of me.
    Now they haunt my lucid dreams.'

    This last stanza actually gave me the shivers. :)

    • 9 years ago

      by Dancing Rivers

      Hehe thanks Cass :) sorry, can I give you a warm hug (hugs you)

  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Brilliant Hazel - seems like ages since I've read a new one from you, even though it's only been a few days! The last stanza is superb! nominated

    • 9 years ago

      by Dancing Rivers

      Thanks bud, it has bee too long since I last wrote hey. yeah this one was inspired by a lucid dream I had

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