#OctPoWriMo – Day 9 – Tankas – “Spiralling Nightmares” #amwriting #poetry


Day 9 Prompt – SPIRAL

“I love that you can find spirals from the tiniest places (our DNA) to massive expanses (the Milky Way) and everywhere in between. Free write about spiraling and see where you go – do you spiral up or down? Find where this word takes you and go from there.” 

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Whispy visions form, 

In our minds, in dreams, in sleep;

Foggy images, 

Are we us in our dreams so real? 

 Perhaps, we’re who we desire? 

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Perfected, ideal. 

No flaws, idiosyncrasies, 

We save the day and —

Our wishes come true and life, 

Is exactly how we would want. 

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Then again most dreams, 

Are ghastly and confusing.

People don’t make sense

You’re chasing someone or you’re —

Being chased — there’s no escape.

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You’re afraid and lost,

Your dreams, colourful, and vivid. 

Childhood friends are here, 

People you’ve seen only once —

Nightmares spiral, ripe with fear.

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Facing an enemy, 

Bully from school, or those you —

Loved, or part of you does? 

What’s real? Will you remember? 

Why do your friends hide and yell? 

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Or perhaps, you dream, 

Much more serenely and feel, 

A peace never felt,

 In waking hours never found, 

Tough living life; then you sleep . . .

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Do you sleep enough? 

Perchance to dream, feel refreshed

Or do you thrash and —

Scream, spiralling nightmare, 

Taking ahold preventing —

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No waking, no sleep; 

Twisted and caught inbetween, 

What’s real and what’s not

The savage territory, 

Our mind’s fears torturing us

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Poem: Tanka – “Dirty Tanka Take II”


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New life beating in,

Hearts seeking opening for air,

Kisses smother breathe,

Echoes of Union in bliss form,

Salt, sweat, tears, breathing heavy.

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Pulling hair, soft, shorn,

Yesterday’s haircut noticed,

Stubble it burns skin,

Rash of red tells me you’re here.

No chance to tell what you’ll steal.

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A change of course when,

You kiss me deeply then kiss,

Trails of happiness,

Into deeper shores traverse,

Pleasures name we both chant.

Hedonist in moment,

Searching for lost territory,

Treasure found everywhere,

In a joyous joining cry,

Passion burns, enthralled, we dive —

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Naked skin and covers,

Fighting, every inch of domain,

Claiming conquests,

Certain areas are yours to find,

I explore my secret land

Judgement for our crimes,

Punish with your mouth, divine,

Never giving you,

Chance to win erotic dance,

Heated looks speak and skin glows.

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Ripping clothes I liked,

Not done out of spite, relax —

Leave worries outside,

In here there’s gold to find, keep,

“Miles to go before [we] sleep.”

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