To Say Goodnight
a serious limerick
all my nightmares left their playgrounds in the dark to shadow dance in the light
and I was left silver lining fishing for you in the sea of uncertainty in spite
of the fact that I knew that the You I fell in love with didn't exist and sue
me for repeatedly leaving but in the end I always couldn't resist returning to you,
faithful, forgiving tide to the moon who showed a different face every night
About the Creator
R.C. Taylor
I write to invoke, to process, to honor, to resurrect, and—sometimes—to grieve but, above all, I write to be free.
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What ̶I̶ ̶w̶i̶s̶h̶ I did
one night you screamed at me until I had a panic attack and kept screaming ̶I̶ ̶b̶r̶o̶k̶e̶ ̶u̶p̶ ̶w̶i̶t̶h̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶,̶ ̶c̶a̶l̶l̶e̶d̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶b̶e̶s̶t̶ ̶f̶r̶i̶e̶n̶d̶s̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶c̶a̶t̶c̶h̶ ̶m̶e̶ ̶w̶h̶i̶l̶e̶ ̶I̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶ ̶s̶t̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶r̶e̶e̶l̶i̶n̶g̶
By R.C. Taylorabout a year ago in Poets
Muses & Musings
Welcome to my new series, a weekly blog on what’s inspiring me. I spent much of last week in bed with a stomach bug. I’ll spare you the details of that—but in addition to the grotesque physical symptoms, I had some fever dreams I won’t soon forget. Imagine my surprise to see Vocal’s newest challenge: Write a fiction story about a recurring dream or nightmare.
By Davina Zinn McKee8 days ago in Journal
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You sure know how to make limericks a serious thing. This was another gut puncher. Beautifully written, RC!
Beautiful piece.