Coldest of Dreams

Cardiac Arrest dream

An old December breeze passed my heart
The chill decided to embrace me
Like a vast tundra on the plain
I hurried to opened & empty arms.
The cold laid waste on me
as I felt a pinprick charm
Something dangerous,
Something harmed,
It's a cold soul dream
Awaiting the day's alarm.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Poppy you are making my day, night, week & month. I just want to give you a big hug and thank you.

[Ruth]

Whether nightmare or real, terrifying...that cold and prickles is a sure sign of dep meaning, you are a fantastic writer hon xo

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thank you and thank you for visiting.

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is very good. You create places and memories. You create visions of the cold taking over mind and dreams, I could feel. A strong ending to the excellent poetry.
Coyote