Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Poem #400

AHH 400 poems!! :O Wow that's a lot!
Sorry it's taking me so long to catch up but thankfully I'm beginning to feel a bit better now :)

Sleepwalker
Splash, splash, splash…
Squelching through the murky earth.
Fingers running along rough cylinders.
Heart pounding like a drum in the ears.

Pat, pat, pat…
Softly hitting the plush ground.
Touching flat, dry surfaces.
Arms stretched across the narrow path.

Crunch, crunch, crunch…
Pushing forward, through the brambles,
Thorns tearing, piercing the delicate skin.
Stand on the sharp, rocky edge.

Slap, slap, slap…
Forging the frigid white, along the slippery surfaces,
Sharp objects atop them cut at the arms.
Stand on the cold, smooth edge

Rush, rush, rush…
A light spray flying upward,
Sending a dew to settle on the body.
Chilling torment lies down below.

Rush, rush, rush…
With the turn of a hand,
The harsh rivulet pours on command.
The gentle spray remains.

Woosh, woosh, woosh…
Wet streams rush past the ears,
Floating weightless in the dark expanse.
Drawing one last gasp of air to fill the lungs…

Hush, hush, hush…
Go to sleep now, young one.
Close those eyes tight, rest your head back,
And dive into the depths of slumber.

Inhale…
Eternal slumber.

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