Nightmare Poem by Cat Hodgson

Waves hit me hard

Swishing ringing in my ear crashing loud

Cold water splashing over and over

My clothes run dripping wet

I set bound to the shore

Ice cold water taste salty on my lips

Scrapes about me burn with each splashing wave

Tears mingle with the sea

Stream from my wet lashes

I wake, least I think I am,

Yet I am here on my bed dripping cold

Bound yet not,

Shaken cold but unable to move under the coverlet

Drifting waves roll on dreams to nothing but frost

Finally reality clears in my heavy fogged mind

I wipe at the tears on my cheek,

Look to the half made bed

Shiver at the cold,

I reflect the daylight streaming through sheers

My feet touch the cold floor,

Wishing I had another chance to dream

© Cat Hodgson



Romans 8: 38-39....

yes it is was my real dream..

The Dream
9/6/11