A small child with a dream
quickly became a nightmare
a visit with grandparents
prattling about the scare
Asleep on the couch
the nightmare began
ghost calling the child
to get up and stand
Other spirits joined them
taking the child to each room
walls closing in
each filled with impending doom
In the kitchen
grandmother stood
turning around a disguised
skeleton face beneath a hood
Running into the garage
headstones began to pop up
fire and smoke everywhere
things began to blowup
Screaming
running into the yard
being grabbed
by a man heavily scarred
Spirit rising
into the sky
the child can’t wake up
and starts to cry
Mother tells the child
there is some sad news
grandmother has died
time to go view
Nightmare becomes a reality
looking in the casket
the skeleton face under a hood
holding grandmother’s head in a basket
copyright 2021 Debbie Pierce
Piper's Adventures 
so sad! lovely poem debbie! ❤
Thank you. Have a wonderful day!
I think most writers dread anyone saying, “Wow, that’s a nightmare,” but let me just say this: “THAT, Sister, IS a nightMARE…and masterfully presented, I must say. I must also say thank you. Thank you.
Thank you. It is close to a nightmare that I had as a child. It was interesting to write an old dream. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
Yikes, that was a dark one for you! Very nice! 😁
Thank you. Yes, the word prompt was a little dark. Nightmares are interesting to write. Thanks for reading.
I read them all, even if I don’t have time to always comment 🤗
I appreciate you reading them all. They are fun to write. Thank you. Have a wonderful day!