Hatching heavy hankerings: A-Z verses from vintage visages

Hatching heavy hankerings

I’m holding heavies in my head.

Such midnight musings I may dread.

I dreams dispatch,

Lest horrors hatch

And find their home with me instead.

It’s time to stop and simply shrug.

Hallucinations need no hug.

“Aha!” I shout.

And thrash about.

To squash each secret like a bug.

I wish sometimes I could take flight

To soar aloft by Heaven’s light.

I’d flip and flit,

Not give a whit.

Farewell, ye flutters, and goodnight.

 c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson

This poem was posted for the April A to Z Blogging Challenge and National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo), as well as these prompts:

Meme Express: “heavy” and “holding”

One-Minute Writer: “hug”

Saturday’s Critters: Any critter/s

Simply Snickers: “hatch” and “home”

Six Word Saturday: Describe your life in six words. (See italicized line.)

Stream of Consciousness Saturday: “Ha”

Image/s:

Public domain photo –
 vintage image

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