Boogeyman Dreams

by marycathleenclark53

Background image of a flock of birds flying in the moonlight

A murder of crows takes flight,
Cawing their insanity into the abyss of the night.
They wake the monster of madness; it rears its bristly head.
“Be not afraid,” gods whisper as you lie in your panicked bed.
“For I am here, I am with you, I am the light.”
Just a child, alone, you tremble in fright,
Too little to ward off things not heard nor seen–
Fragments of shredded emotions, slivers of boogeyman dreams.
Photo: iStock

5 Comments to “Boogeyman Dreams”

  1. Nice poem lovely and dark

  2. Love that last line, Mary. 🙂

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