Poetry Corner – The Night

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The Night

I don’t want this night to end
Floating in oblivion
I want night to last forever
Why must we wake up?

It’s as if the night is there
just to tease us
Only a short reprieve
from torturous day

Dreams blind us from what awaits when we wake

I want this night to stay
and comfort me in its eternal blackness
The sun’s beams like a monster
peeking from behind the closet door

Spend day waiting
for night’s warm embrace
Bringing comfort and protection
from all that exists
Anonymity at last

But don’t let it fool you
Night is day disguised
Unveiling its true identity
come dusk

Falling asleep
into an inviting void
A dimension beyond our four
Together we go interstellar

The night doesn’t care
about your successes
or failures

Good night

Sleep tight

Poetry Corner – The Bear

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The Bear

by Cameron Brtnik

(based on my girlfriend's dream 3/22/18)


I had a dream, twas more like a 'mare

I had a dream I was chased by a bear


This big brown bear was chasing me

It chased me until I ran up a tree


I was safe there, at least for now

There's no way in hell that I'm coming down


Then the bear whipped out its claws

Five sharp knives on large white paws


It bared its fangs like sharpened blades

And shook the tree until it gave


Right then I jumped and made escape

I looked behind me and saw its shape


That's when the fear and dread arrived

Don't think I'll make it out alive


I ran and ran like rabbit game

Inside my fears I had to tame


I couldn't tell what's dream or real

I thought I'd be the bear's next meal


Frantic, panic, sweat and tears

All my doubts, anxiety, fears


Would I escape? I wasn't sure

Next thing that happened was a blur


I fell and stumbled, tried to reach high

My heart was pounding, I felt it cry


I tried to wake up, cried and moaned

No one to wake me, all alone


The bear bit down upon my head

I let him eat me, sure I was dead


Then suddenly, everything was fine

No more fear, it was a sign


From then on when the bear gave chase

I stood my ground, stared face to face


…..


Now don’t you see, I am the bear

The one being chased, the one that's scared


But now I can control it, see

And tame the bear that lives in me

Poetry Corner – Deadline

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Deadline
  
I’m not tired
but I’m not awake
 I close my eyes wanting to
shut out everything and focus
 But I fall asleep once again
 behind schedule
Day's gone
  
 When I’m asleep
deadline's drift away
like sand in an ocean breeze
 Pray I don't wake up, to stay in limbo
Awoken again by the greed of day
I feel the instant deadline of
life waiting

Poetry Corner – The Bear by Virginia Kyriakopoulos

The Bear
by Virginia Kyriakopoulos
Based on my nightmare 3/22/2018

There is a brown bear living inside my head, the weight of its might sends my muscles into flight, 

a terror as terrestrial as the animal seizes all activity, I am running, no other part of me exists, 

just fear to make it out, one piece of flesh, I am just a piece coalesced in an aim to move up up up the tree where 

the trunk meets the branches, where the leaves kiss the wood, there far above the terrors of the forest, 

fear drips, mist hanging on to the veins of the foliage clinging on from the great storm, 

that sent the bear charging, like a ghost from the past...

Poetry Corner – The Shark (a scary bedtime story for kids)

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The Shark

by Cameron Brtnik

(a scary bedtime story for kids)


There once was a boy named Mark

And he was afraid of the dark

Every time that he tried to sleep

He imagined being chased by a shark



His mother tried to comfort her son

When he screamed her name out in the night

She told her poor boy to calm down

As he stared at the darkness with fright



Eventually he calmed down

As she gently put him back to bed

But as soon as Mark went back to dreaming

They once again filled him with dread



So his mom took him to see a doctor

She’d try anything at this point to help

Just at the mention of the word shark

Mark would jump in the air and he’d yelp



The doctor prescribed medication

That would cause Mark to have a deep sleep

She gave him two pills before bedtime

So instead of a shark he'd count sheep



The pills worked! Yes they worked like a charm

Mark finally slumped on his back

His mother was happy and went to her bed

While Mark in his dream was attacked



See those pills, well they put Mark to sleep

But they worked just a little too well
 
Poor Mark was still having his nightmare

It was like he was under a spell



In his dream he saw sharks in the water

Surrounding him, and he could feel

If he didn't wake up from this nightmare

He would be the shark's next toothsome meal



Pinching himself didn't work now

His body was limp as a worm

As much as he tried to snap out of his daze

Mark's body would barely just squirm



Mark prayed to God he would survive this

And somehow wake up from this 'mare

By try as he might try to struggle and fight

Nobody could hear poor Mark's prayer



The big shark attacked and it bit him

And the pain seemed as real as life

When his mother found him the kitchen

Mark was standing there holding a knife



But she couldn't seem to awake him
 
Then she suddenly started to scream
 
Cause to his mom's horror he fell to the floor
 
And Mark never woke up from his dream



The End....Sweet dreams!


PS. 


The Shark you ask? He still roams children’s nightmares

He lurks deep in the murky blue

He's always ready and waiting

For the next child that sleeps might be you!




Cameron is a poet, fiction writer and children's author, and is scared of swimming in the ocean to this day