Night Fright

Night Fright

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(night time terrors)

"
somehow in my sleepless state
in the warm comfort of a darkened room
memories unwind like a reel
of fine cotton twine

back to primary years
to tears in bed when fears took over
as a black framed painting on a papered wall
of a grey shire horse harnessed to an old cart

captured my vivid imagination
as the rickety wheels started to move
by slow degrees at first till horse hooves
gathered pace

down the muddy country track
thundering in my direction the race was on
as I screamed out shouting for mum
to come and save us

from the pending carnage
as the out of control cart was about
to fall from the wall and land
where my brother lay sleeping

beside me oblivious to the danger
his curly haired head on a white pillow
while weeping me in night light shadow
foresees our death



© 2022 Chris Shaw


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That what I admire about You, You can write about ANYTHING in that master evoking way. This reminded me when I was little and I used to fear a lot for my little brother, that sometimes I woke up in the night and cry for mom that he didn't do his homework lol. such innocence, yet such responsibility.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Dear lightsong, many thanks for your response. Sorry for not giving my thanks sooner. Have a lovely .. read more



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I enjoyed reading this. It reminded me of a movie I saw somewhere when a painting came to life. Ah, I remember... Portal to Narnia where the sea painting floods the house. There's been so many references in books to that happening, especially horror novels. A great read from your active imagination.

Posted 1 Year Ago


This is exquisite writing my friend! Your imagery is heart-stopping. I love this one. ~Sharon

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you dear Sharon for your lovely review. Pleased you stopped by.

Chris
Ah, yes, childhood night-terrors, I'd all but forgotten them, replaced now with night-regrets unwinding like a reel of barbed wire (to steal your poetic imagery). Thank goodness for dawnings! As always, Chris, your writes are well-worth unreeling :)

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

You are too kind by far. Thank you so much for reading and reviewing my efforts.

Chr.. read more
Wonderfully creative memorial to what I presume is memory. A lot of emotion felt.

Winston

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Many thanks Winston fir stopping by to share your thoughts. All the best.

Chris
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Oops typos, sorry
A vivid imagination fortified by the ambiguities of shadow, darkness, and sleepiness can be terrifying. Such a nice portrayal of this state where one feels out of control and panic sets in.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Soren. So appreciate you stopping by. Have a good weekend.

Chris
ring of the old time fairy tale here Chris. suspense had me gamboling along. but i suspect i am more like your brother, ghosts exist in my mind, but not in reality.

have yourself a grand day

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Ken for stopping by. Have yersejf a grand day.

Chris
Dearest Chris, I've been away from the cafe for a while, only checking in on brief occasions, but thought I would take a peek this morning and, check in on one of my favorite poets. Oh my, what a frightful experience for a youngster to face. Such a great job, as usual, in bringing this event to life and, helping us to experience the occurrence as you may have done so. I remember my scream waking me but, not the dream that caused it. It was usually one of those screams that took forever to be able to voice with sound. Not having a voice is a nightmare in itself. I enjoyed this read, Ms. Chris. Thank you for sharing. Temp

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Dear Temp, lovely to have a visit from you. Thank you so much. Pleased to see you again after a brea.. read more
Temperance

1 Year Ago

Thank you!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayi yi .. how your poem remembers such youngsters nightmares and vivd imaginings ... how most certainly we have all had them .. inspiring imagery and setting of the scene, Chris. well done in my opinion ... the empathy for this curly headed brother blissfully ignorant is sublime .. closing lines are as shocking a halt to your scene as is our pending deaths .. one and all. ... one hopes it does not catch us be surprise .. at least for me ... I would rather be standing to face and welcome it than to be blind sided ... really enjoyed the trip reading "Night Fright"
E.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Dear Mr E, a huge thank you for your visit and your thoughts on my night terrors. Thankfully they st.. read more
Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

back at ya Chris .. with hugs of appreciation
memories unwind like a reel
of fine cotton twine

such finely woven imagery....

My heart would be thudding and pounding away in that nightmare and the escape into reality is so comforting and reassuring! Wonderfully narrated, dear Chris! Loved it.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thankfully DIVYA, the night terrors stopped when I was eleven. I really suffered though., while my s.. read more
DIVYA

1 Year Ago

Thanks dear Chris and wishing you a brand new and very beautiful week!


I felt a shiver run up and down my spine as I first read these words .. uncannily similar to some kind of hypnagogic experience or hallucination that I myself had whilst my brother lay sleeping in the next bed to me .......... having now got that out into the open, I can see where & why the poet in you felt compelled to poem the whole sequence of events ......... Neville


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Neville. The picture came alive and I saw the horse and cart pick up speed. It was terrif.. read more

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