Poem -
WINDOW PAIN...
A hooting owl
Men on the prowl
A typical Saturday night
In my town
The roads glisten
From the rain tonight
As hazy reflections
Are cast by moonlight
Then anonymous screams
Wake me from sleep
And I have no choice
But to take a quick peep
Yawning...I rub my eyes..
I then push back the blinds
And I still hear her cries..
But this does not come to surprise
As these are the voices of my lullabies.
And I witness a scene
So horrific...
Obscene
As I look through the glass
I can't help but gasp
While I gaze...
Mesmerized...
At the red and blue haze.
Flickering flashes
Consuming my view
But I already knew....
Those anonymous screams
Foretold the future
Destroying her dreams
Carey Milton ©
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Dear Carey!!........the picture and the words .....in tandem........made for an amazing read!!.......flawless rhythm and timing here,,,,,,.....coupled with such powerful imagery........brought it to life for me........thank you sweet poetess!!.........loved this.........wow!!.............in my FAV's...........smiles.........TÂ xx
Hello there MR T hehe:)
I'm pleased you took a piece of your time to read my tragic rhyme :P
Hope you guys are well...I haven't had much time of late to get on but please know your supportive comments are always held with high regard.
Bless ya and give the girl a kiss for me :D
Sista Carey x
Susan,
I always visualize the scene and become a player of my poetry...It's funny though I never thought about it as a psychic experience but that is exactly where I am...!!
You have echoed those chills as I feel you have touched another nerve...(You have a gift for doing that :)
I love to be able to bring the reader into a place or scenario that neither have been but can venture together for the first time...Or maybe not???
Thank you for a truly insightful comment hun..
Carey x