I woke up late from a nightmare not sure my fate but know I’ll fare much better than when the Sandman slapped me silly
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
A Ha'Sonnet Will Do
I woke up late from a nightmare not sure my fate but know I’ll fare much better than when the Sandman slapped me silly
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
One moonless night
startled awake
I saw a sight
that made me shake
For standing there
in some light’s glare
was me at three
To my chagrin
my shocked surprise
was mirrored in
his/my young eyes
as suddenly
a memory
flooded my head
This omen sent
filled me with dread
I knew it meant
I'd soon be dead
My will did crack
and I fell back
to wait my fate
For as a child
I had a dream
that was so wild
I had to scream
A man, like me
I did then see
was dead in bed
A murdered man
Stabbed through the heart
And I knew then
who played that part
This room well met
that nightmare’s set
in my mind’s eye
Hold on, I thought
I’m still alive
Had I forgot
I would survive
But three year me
cried out loudly
and said “He’s dead!”
Next morn I woke
grasping at life
Feeling reborn
Then saw the knife
plunged through a note
where someone wrote
“Dreams Do Come True”
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2019