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Take Every Thought Captive

By Sharon BetheaPublished about a year ago 1 min read

I was caught in the tail of a tornado whist around and around, entangled

in cattails, dust, thorns, and thistles until I landed on the ground.

As horror and gloom gripped my soul I screamed and shook like

never before.

I opened my eyes one at a time. I noticed I was under my bed covers, cozy

and warm. The only noise I heard was thunder and lightning during the


When I realized I was still in my room. I sat up in bed with a grin on my

face. It seemed so real, a movie, or better yet, a Broadway play.

It was only a dream stuck in my head.

Hooray! Hooray!

surreal poetrynature poetryfact or fiction

About the Creator

Sharon Bethea

Certified Life Coach & Author; I enjoy writing poetry, and helping individuals overcome obstacles to fulfill their purpose in life.

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