UNNERVED ~BY MARWAH M. SHEBL
Walk
through your front door,
the house is dark,
even with all the curtains opened
and lights turned on
go to the nearest bathroom mirror,
a man lying on the floor,
Poem on nightmares
VISIONS OF A MORNING DREAM ~BY POETICIA
Galloping a thousand heart beats
Did I catch my breadth outside the door
I closed it shut lest the beast run wild
Where in violent wait it guarded the gate