Falling tritina

8 Apr

For day 7 of napowrimo/glopowrimo

In sleep they flailed as in dreams they fell
In horror and in silence, down
Toward the smashing ground

As fear increased their teeth were ground
Bedclothes onto carpet fell
All but the eider-down

Then as the vale of sleep came down
They were restored to solid ground
Until eyelids next fell…

…and again the ground fell down.



7 Responses to “Falling tritina”

  1. Crow April 8, 2016 at 2:53 pm #

    I hate dreams where I’m falling. Excellent poem.

    • BRH April 8, 2016 at 2:57 pm #

      Thank you!

  2. Poet Rummager April 8, 2016 at 3:07 pm #

    I love this one, B! You really are back😍

    • BRH April 8, 2016 at 5:47 pm #

      Thanks Rose! Yep – for now!

  3. paula graham April 8, 2016 at 7:15 pm #

    Y’r certainly on a roll.

  4. Karina Pinella April 8, 2016 at 11:12 pm #

    You’re certainly on a (bed)roll.

    • BRH April 9, 2016 at 6:14 am #

      Thank you!

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