A summer of Nightmare

Warm nights can unveil the frightful moments in our dreams

A cry of winter howling in the blustery trees,
Summer arisen from its knees over snow and ice,
Formed shadows beneath moving carriage wheels,        
Unveiled the escapades of nightmare accomplice.

Through the gate arise dull limpid air in the sky,
Stayed late united over the solar heated drums,
Sliding breeze towards the sea in warm summer dye,
And force agony inside the sorrows of our minds.

When we cry and see the hurt spill from our eyes,
Tears run into a distance to tempt the future,
With plumes netted through the holes gurgling sighs,
Of the causes that flourish in summers nightmare.

Now time lured grief for trouble minds to weep,
Each day saw what appears to be endless glossy view,
And night sublime keeps secret when all men sleep,
Fears create the sombre tears we find new.

Tortured breathe want to expose the unhappy trip,
Calling the season out in slow and illusive voice,
From below the pain where nature complex grip,
Refuge waves transfer into transitory archives.

The abandon atmosphere edge closer to reality,
Summers nightmare fled beyond darker shores,
Reemerging hope filled the existence of better imagery,
Meandering realm slaying the unholy chaos.  

Summer clouds weigh high struggling to break free,
From encircled beings the glazed eyes find light,
Night grab the turning day with configured mystery,
But could not keep the awaken soul in crazed delight.

Reviews

[Jack Romero]

I want to like this. I really, really do. I feel like the impact and imagery of the poem was subordinated to the need to find rhyme and, to a lesser extent, meter, though. It doesn't quite flow naturally. IMO this would work better as unconstrained free verse.

[Katherine P. Haley]

Wow, just wow! this is soo good! The imagery you use is amazing. I really enjoyed this