Unknown Nightmare

by Debbie   Apr 15, 2007


I stepped on the fresh green grass,
feeling
the warmth of the breeze
on my skin.
The sun was at its zenith
And the ground
sizzling.

I stepped on the fresh green grass.
Beyond,
I saw children playing.
Voices reverberated
in my ears,
And their laughter
relaxing.

I stepped on the fresh green grass.
The wind caressing my hair
Soothingly
like a mother's care;
And trees swayed as if they were alive.

I stepped on the fresh green grass.
The wind roared
at me, drifting
away
To another dismal place.
And the trees shook in fear.

I stepped on the fresh green grass.
The children ran to their houses,
Locked the door, screaming from
The terror...

The look in their faces baffled me.
(They're all the same.)

As I stepped on the fresh, green grass...

�© Copyright 2006 by Debbie de Lara

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  • 17 years ago

    by Fsams

    I stepped on the fresh, green grass,
    feeling
    the warmth of the breeze on my skin.
    The sun was at its zenith,
    And the ground was sizzling.

    Beautiful descriptions with awesome words and the structure is well managed. Keep up the great work. tc

  • 17 years ago

    by Corruption

    Great poem at first i didnt see how it was going to fit into the ''dark'' section but i guess the ending made it fit lol good job and thx for your comment

    keenan:):)

  • 17 years ago

    by Marc Ortiz

    The imagery was great.. I can really see the pictures in my mind. Amazing. Flow was good, well done.

    5/5 as always!

  • 17 years ago

    by Sydney

    Great choice of words and descrptions. Nice work : ] Keep it up!

  • 17 years ago

    by nikki

    Your writing is amazing, and the words are just perfect. i love the way it had so much power and was deep. i give you a 5/5 and i am happy i added you to my fave's

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