It's just poetry, it won't bite

The Nightmare


11.23.14 Posted in today's words by

Murray Dunlap’s most recent poem to appear here was Time (October 2014).

The Nightmare
By Murray Dunlap

In time, it would all be the same as a nightmare:
Faded, disjointed memory with no logic
No meaning
As it happened, however
It scared the life out of me
I became overly defensive
Overly fearful
But, new love
New hope
In time, I would marry again, but not yet
A soul made to heal
Given time
All will
For the life of me
I cannot understand the nightmare



3 Responses to “The Nightmare”

  1. So much on his mind. He wants to make sure he choses the right one.

  2. The love here is Mary Balfour, who I love with every cell of my body, soul, and brain.

Latest Podcast Episode
0:00
0:00
vox poetica archives