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Monday, 23 June 2014

Nightmare (crown cinquain)

Heavy
hooves thunder in
the small hours of the night
They echo furiously in
both her
head and
heart...nervously
awaiting his return
Her master; from which, she cannot,
dare not,
try hide
His wrath, she fears
He does demand her will
She is his servant to control;
command
Locked up,
imprisoned in
castle of their once love
Their love tainted by jealousy
...his fear
Dream lifts
she's awakened
feverishly she stirs
She knows this nightmare will return
again


© Debbie Razey 2014