Dreaming Fear

Poetry by Lola Gentry-Dey. All rights reserved.

I dream fear in radical light
shape and shadow—
our night sun
and day moon know
the blood sky
the bone wind
the muscle and flesh rain
the earth-weight traps and prisons
where our slippery slopes are built too high
on circles of madness
which I journey to often
aching
needing companionship
when I’m alone
and feeling suddenly small
and weak
caught in snares and detentions
frightened to an undesirable conclusion when I sink too low
to awaken and shift quickly into high
pushing fear behind me
if only for a moment
if not for a day or more.
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