Poetry

Warnings

“These are warnings.
Cautionary shadows.
Urging me to watch my step
as the future draws near.”

Tombs beneath my feet echo through my bones. Taunting me. Through unseeing eyes, I feel their inhabitants moving, writhing around to some unheard tune. It nags at my subconscious, as if whispering a question in my ear so low that even I cannot hear it. And though I don’t understand what they’re trying to tell me, I feel their intentions nonetheless. They are warnings. Cautionary shadows. Urging me to watch my step as the future draws near.

© Sarah Doughty

Foreshadowing never felt
so harrowing.

This is what my dreams feel like sometimes. As I sense some impending danger, it manifests in strange ways. Probably to make sure I don’t forget that feeling when I am awake.

5 thoughts on “Warnings”

  1. Great imagery. I felt like it was me walking through those tombstones. I’ve had a couple of those dreams that made me wake up frightened about my future. While at first, I do everything not to make those mistakes, in the end, I end up walking into that river anyway. Is that a mistake? Only time will tell.

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