flashing explosions too far away to be heard light up the night sky; the distant boom of cannon fire echoes with foreboding message; fear turns liquid as the troops advance, leaving ruin in their wake; rivers turned red with blood rise and threaten to drown: i awake, screaming!
Thank you for sharing your "Nightmare". Thank you for reminding us of what a nightmare is. If we forget that war is a nightmare, then how will we know of what to dream?
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on March 23, 2006
the real life nightmares are the worst! Great write.
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love and peace, Carole
God Bless
Michelle!
Strong imagery in this write; very well done! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Love the pic!
I hope this is just a dream
Vivid and spectacular graphic
Peter
Love, Birgit and Roger
Felix
In Spirit,
Bear
Love Tinka