Midnight Hours – a poem

Midnight Hours  

written by Teresa Dean Smeigh 2015


The surreal darkness of the midnight hours.

Different rooms from the day time.

Shadows changing, stretching

Reaching out for me.


Once known faces, different, scary.

Touches from those once alive.

I try to wake up, the evil is writhing.

The light scares them away again.


I want my mother to comfort me.

Hug the dream monsters away.

I have to accept her comfort from Heaven

Because she is no longer here for me.

About Tessa

My name is Tessa Dean and I am an author and blogger. My writing styles vary and I love writing using prompts. I am also writing my first book, a Memoir entitled "Government Property - A Memoir of a Military Wife".  This is being published on the blog rather than the traditional way. I am putting up chapters as I go along. I keep my blog filled with useful content, stories, and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. I have also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs. I also wrote a series of articles on Bipolar Disorder for IBPF (International Bipolar Foundation). I am in my 60’s and disabled which allows me plenty of time to write to my heart’s content. I live in southern New Jersey and have 3 children and 5 grandchildren. My oldest grandchild is a Sargent in the United States Marine Corps.
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3 Responses to Midnight Hours – a poem

  1. I hope you have a pain free weekend Tessa. ;o)


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