Water

Black. 

It shines in the darkness among

The night, containing no moon,

It consumes the courtyard lights

Swallowing the orange element,

Doesn't bother to chew or bite.

They play music with brass instruments,

becoming annoyed with the interruption, a raised voice

Of yells and screams from a band director.

Yelling. 

The loudness of anger.

The shouts of excitement,

Causing muscles to tense 

And faces to wince

Because my mind cannot take the noise.

So I stroll into the courtyard with distorted steps 

Bringing false laughs and smiles among even breaths,

And I came because they left me,

They stabbed and found someone else,

And I can because they lost me...or did I loose them?

I notice the pools of water,

Black like the sky and the air that surrounds me.

The scenery  moves slightly

Then jerks as my vision is blurred.

What I hear is clear: the warnings of musicians.

"Be careful of the water. Don't fall into the water." 

With each step I take, the world heaves another shake

And I feel the weight of gravity 

Determined to make me fall. 

"Don't worry I won't, I'll show you, I won't."

So my feet became reckless and random,

Loose control and sense of direction 

Till I reached the edge, destined  to slip...

Instantly the world paralyzes 

Commanding the silence,

And the water gleams.

It holds up a mirror to reflect what's above,

What I see is me.

What I see is fear.

And it generates so quickly 

Devouring the corners of minds,

I am frozen, facing the depth of my death

Knowing the hands that sleep deep among the black,

Thirsty to grab me

Darkness has swallowed me,

Deciding to chew and bite

And the black water glides silently 

For I know I was alone

I was left there so alone.

Now I try to refuse the need 

To close my eyes 

When the sun sings goodbye behind the trees.

Now I try to refuse the lethal mem-ries

That shower like a downpour, on the roof of my head.

And I hear the words still

Echoing in sounds

"Be careful of the water. Don't fall into the water..."

Author's Note

Yes, another dream. Another nightmare that haunts me...

Reviews

[Jason Galliger]

this is a very good write. i noticed that the first couple of stanzas:

"Black. It shines in the darkness among
The night, containing no moon,
It consumes the courtyard lights
Swallowing the orange element,
Doesn't bother to chew or bite."

don't seem to flow with the rest of the piece as smoothly. I know this is probably pure imagery reflected from a dream but perhaps try to tie it in a little more to make it flow...well like water. As for the rest of the poem very well done and I look forward to reading more.

[blaze887]

This is very good, I love it. I don't know how to quite put it, but, by reading this i could feel this haunted feeling. I like it a lot, keep up the good work. ~Matt

[Coyote Poetry]

Your poetry is far from the same. A answer to your question from the last poem. This poem has a haunting feel. I like the movement and the story. The repetition made the story stronger. A very interesting dream. Thank you.
Coyote

[Joshua Donahue]

very vivid. i really like this piece!

[A.Lee]

I really like the feel of this. "Be careful of the water. Don't fall into the water..." The repetition of that line has a liquid, haunting feel to it. Very well put together.

[Pikachu]

damnnnn the imagery the words flowed water itself youre a great writer as well

[Natalie]

Thank you!!! :)

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"So I stroll into the the courtyard with distorted steps
Bringing false laughs and smiles among even breaths,
And I came because they left me,
They stabbed and found someone else,
And I can because they lost me...or did I loose them?"

{Damn--you write with such great expression--I'm Jealous!!!}

"It holds up a mirror to reflect what's above,
What I see is me.
What I see is fear.
And it generates so quickly
Devouring the corners of minds,
I am frozen, facing the depth of my death
Knowing the hands that sleep deep among the black"

{what a sinister mood--i love this poem--awesome}

james:-)