Three: In Dreams

October 9, 2011 at 8:02 pm · Filed under Poems, Weird stuff ·Tagged author, Charles L. Mashburn, http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/, life, story, werewolves, wolf and moon, wolves, writer

This is part three of the four part series of poems I call Changed. If you missed part one, She Beckons Me Come, and/or part two, Yearning Heart, you can read either or both of them now by clicking on their title. Part four, The Battle, will be posted October 16.

All four are being posted on Gooseberry Garden’s Poetry Picnic.

Changed

    Part Three:

        In Dreams

 

My sleep is tormented and restless

I wake throughout the long night

In dreams I see you run

And I tremble at the sight

 

A whimpering whine escapes me

As I slip in and out of sleep

In dreams we run together

In night forest, dark and deep

 

I change sometime in the night

Wolf again becomes man

In dreams you change, as well

We run together hand-in-hand

 

On a bed of fallen leaves

I hold you close to me

In dreams a whisper “I cannot stay”

Before morning comes, you must leave

 

I shudder and turn, drift into sleep

‘neath a silent star-filled sky

In dreams my wounded heart weeps

If you go I will surely die

 

Morning comes, I awake with a start

My body is wet with the dew

Closing my eyes, I beg sleep return

For in dreams, I am ever with you

 

Copyright © C. Mashburn

 

 

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