Of Dreams and Nightmares

recurring dreams

An oil lamp flickers

in the darkness


in that cottage

hidden somewhere

between pounding surf

and shifting sand

Its windows long since boarded

adorned by peeling paint and

cracked glass and a door that hangs

slightly askew

The sole occupant feigns a grimace

as he formulates a plan

to pull me from this slumber

to compel me to join him

in this place where

we are forever linked

photo: Pixabay

prompts: #SeptemberFalls18, Literati Mafia, Scotts Daily Prompt, Writer’s Digest Poetry Prompt


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