The Nightmare
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- Written February 2026
Multiplying the small hours of the night
Into spectres that invade the mind,
Prancing their tantalising war dance,
Invading attackers hurling accusations,
Apportioning blame, robbing peace
Provoking tears, blinding vision.
Until the curtain drops, the drama done,
Anticipating applause - but silence reigns
As breathing fades into the death of sleep.
Then the fresh start to a new day
With the knowledge it was only a dream,
And consolation from the one above,
Whose love gives reassurance and hope.
February 2026