Black water

In the silence of shadow,
The clock ticks.
A gentle rhythmic sound
There is nothing to fear.
As time passes,
The heating clicks,
Settling down to night,
And sleep beckons near.

Silently walking
Along the sands of time,
All is peaceful and serene,
Until rolling waves tremble,
Blown sand leaves me blind,
And Black Water rises.
Cascading and vicious,
Blocking my way,
Pushing me back
There is no escape.
I flail my arms,
Claw for purchase,
Balance is lost,
I feel myself drowning.
Legs sucked under sand,
I fight,
My heart pounding.

In a half world of light and night,
Knowing I’m asleep and dreaming,
I sense I am alone,
Only I hear my screaming.
Wake me! Help me!
None hears my calling,
Snatched and trapped in Their clutches,
I’m falling,
A glow widens in my dimming vision,
Shadowy forms materialise,
Four eyes gaze with precision,
Force back the terrors behind my eyes.

Black Water recedes,
Safety beckons,
The clock ticks.
My Demons are closer,
I must not dwell on their tricks.
My guardians are near,
But something distracts them,
Tormenting them in dreams,
Knowing they must rest at night.
Black Water lingers
In the depths of deep darkness,
I must not let it surface,
And leave on a light.

Whether my dream was connected to the angry seas of recent days, I don’t know. I only seem to have this type of nightmare when I’m troubled, upset or angry though.
At the moment, I can’t concentrate for long periods, am snappy with those I love, and my emotions are a bit choppy and irregular, hence my reference in this piece to Black Water.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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