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Dream

19 Aug

Dream

 

I’ve been having euphoric dreams of bubbly clear ponds an d lush fields of green

and I saw a pretty boy singing with a mandolin-

he was sharing a song with a ripe colorful smuggish grin

 

when I walked and set foot into the pond I noticed dozens of shimmering fish,

casting light like mother of pearl and so I made a wish

 

I’d tell you what it was but that would defeat the purpose so…

I’ve locked this dream away in my closet and made a friend of the beau

 

I’ve made it my home I return to every night

to wash away the burden of my life of black and white

 

©copyright Kyanna Kitt

The Dream of Aaron

19 Aug

The Dream of Aaron

Last night I dreamt a crazy dream. There were people, a lot of people. Looking around I realized we were in a school… I was walking to go to use the bathroom, conventionally located straight down the hall. When I got there, I noticed when I looked up that there was a sign that read ‘unisex restroom’ which didn’t make sense. Of course next to the text (darn my poor English!) on the left were two blue symbols, one male and of course the other female. As I went to use one I noticed the door was strange- It folded like paper caterpillar. You know, the ones we made in kindergarten? This was strange to me, so I stepped back and immediately a blonde girl brushed past me to rush into the bathroom stall. I of course went to another. Before I reached the stall closest to the back wall, this Indian guy, Dennis popped out of the one next door, in his right hand a vial and in the left was a syringe, He said in some way or another that he was using the drugs, he had obviously shot up.

»Flash to Reality: I am scared of drugs. Especially heroin, crack, cocaine, meth, pills- I’d never do them. I don’t like being around them. I just can not!«

He tried to put the needle in my arm. He tried to taint me. I ran back out the door from which I had came. Running, and running, by now there were what seemed like hundreds of people in the hall, and within a matter of seconds Dennis had quickly caught up to me grabbing me, pulling me by my arm- I slammed his face back crying hysterically.

Help me- Somebody help!,” I pleaded as I continued running trying to open one of locked classroom doors. It was like nobody could hear me. Everyone was talking, and going to wherever they were going all laughs and smiles. By the time I turned around Dennis was right there, he had me cornered.

No!,” I screamed trying to shove him away from me. That’s when magically he appeared- Aaron…red hair and all. He wouldn’t accept this. He stabbed him with the needle and sent the vial crashing into the floor. I immediately taking shelter behind him like a frightened child. His tall slender physique… I felt warm. I felt protected. He felt like home. The one I wish I always had….

When I woke, I broke free from fear…From silence, I broke free from phobia, paranoia, and corruption. I woke with something much worse. A sweet dull aching paint filled me, the same way it did the moment I knew he, in real life, would leave me. I wanted to cry. I just wanted to hate him in that moment, but in all my woman, I knew I could not. Dear Aaron, you hurt me in more ways than you will ever know. I pathetically am here scribbling into my journal… Should he appear before me in this very bed room I know I would never be able to utter not one word in protest.

Painfully Yours,

Kyanna

Prompt 6: Personification

19 Aug

http://mindlovemisery.wordpress.com/2013/06/02/prompt-6-personification/

Prompt 6: Personification

Dear Tom,

You turned me on again

Yesterday night

As quickly as you did

You forgot

Rushing to your desk

feverishly working

swallowing back your bourbon

I wonder if

it was as not to recognize me?

Svelte beauty

Golden Bronze

You dressed me

In a resplendent shade-

you were astonished

only minutes after to turn me off

leaving me in the dark.

I quit this game of redundancy

I swear sometimes you WANT

me to burst my bulb-

Well if it helps you pay the bills …

Regrettably Yours,

Lamp

Insomnia

18 Aug

Insomnia

 

I slept with my phone in pocket

expecting a buzz or a toll

I lay half-woke with knowledge

and hope that you may

reach out to me even under circumstance

so confined…

maybe I slept with my phone in my pocket nor for reason

nor for rhyme

 

I lay with worry heavy head

thinking you’d be wondering

thinking you’d care

I slept with my phone in my pocket

while you slept without a care

 

maybe I’m weak

maybe for you I fall

but someday ill be fast asleep

without a wish that you’d call

 

©copyright Kyanna Kitt

A Twisted Tale

17 Aug

Prompt 7: Nonesense/ Madness

Prompt 7: Jabberwocky

A Twisted Tale” by Kyanna Kitt

poking her umbrella

through the overhead pond

jumping down to get up

high enough

to catch a fish

for the fire-

It’s is dinner time after all.

Drops of water leaving

the river,

dancing as they glob

and mate together…

Plop-

she got one plump sword fish

perfect for tree fights

Lord knows those thing

would take your head off

if you weren’t looking at them.

She placed the fish into

her bejeweled scabbard

and rustled through the

topsy turvy trees

The trick to going unnoticed

amongst trees?

Peanut butter!

Why else would thick

glops of the that gunk be

entangled into her short

coily hair.

As she jumped

out of the woods

heading to the village.

Colorful cottage.

She pulled out a thick

strand of ribbon

perfect wind catcher-

It blew her smack into

the front door of her home.

She happily skipped inside

throwing her catch to the

fire and swirling down the

stairs to the roof top to

meet her parents who were

already gone to beddy byes.

She slid into a boat that was

in the river adjacent to their

home as it tried to escape

so that she too could-

now covered in plops of white fleece

that was raining from the sky

meet her dream fantasy

©copyright Kyanna Kitt

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