By, Wendiann Alfieri ( this is a poem based off a dream I had last night. “ Savannah” was the name of the monster in that nightmare. So here’s a poem that gives the monster its own purpose):
Savannah
Savannah savannah
Her name rings true
Of lost beauty and kindness
mystery, too
if you see savannah as you stir in bed at night
She’s got her agenda and her plans straight
She believes in necessary fright
Savannah Savannah
Who lives in the mountains you hike in your sleep
You are surrounded by people and entities that you consider safe and comforting
When you get to the top
To get out of the cold
Savannah will show
Not all have good intentions in the surrounding souls you keep
Friendship groups can feed off deceit
Savannah is fire and being in this snow
In your head where you don’t realize you are truly alone
It make her wary of how to show you her message
Not all people should be in your present
You’ll always be with people in the dream which she appears
A bunch of people or things
That you hold dear
Savannah thinks no fun to just warn you and leave
To show you the truth she will cause unease
Her face has chubby cheeks and a scratch on her eyebrow
Her insides are out
She’s grown used to the shout
Others emit
When she appears they just think
“ Begone Demon!”
Eyes pink with flecks of fire
She couldn’t forgive the ones who’ve hurt her
Moving on to others is her best bet
Cause moving onto above is just a height she’ll never reach
Even if she was filled with rainbows and kittens and peace,
She just can’t forgive
It’s perfectly fine
Some people and souls just need more time
If you prove to have a good heart she will know
That she can save you from blind trust
She was once unable to see till she turned to dust
She rose above it
Uses her spirit
To frighten and scare
The only way she can make you aware
She will show you just how dirty people can be
Telling you things you just can’t believe
Her nose is short decaying
You’ll see
Her nose appears to be rotting
you should sweep up the ash of the ones she sees
that make plots, tell lies, and cheat
It’s Someone you trusted
Someone you thought you knew
It’s only a dream, you at first think
That’s Savannah’s pet peeve
It’s a warning as real as anything else
She just can’t see your fear because she can’t see her outside self
The next day you’ll be relieved it wasn’t real
Just a monster with no sense
No important purpose
Silly knowledge you make yourself forget
Your fear and judgment of truth based on Savannah’s looks
It will blind you until the day
A loved one shows it’s you they’ve betrayed
you’ll see Savannah after her job is done
To ones who deny even what was proven
“ I told you so,” never needs to be said
It will never work in such dull heads
Once you thank her for the warning, thinking you need to listen more to her tune
Some knowledge and power will flow through you
In her own sick way
She’s actually trying to help fulfill her need
To limit people who give into their greed
Then take it out on someone whose blind
She will shine a light on the wrong
She’ll keep coming back
Once on you she’s made her mark
Her honesty gets sharper than her bark
Don’t think it fades so easily away
She’ll tell you things you wish you didn’t know
She trusts you trusting her
She knows you will
Only picking those who might consider
“Maybe there’s something I can do
To stop this pain
To dry this slippery floor I’ve been on”
Cause with caution cones, Savannah is armed
Savannah, honesty to her is the most important part that’s left of her soul
Savannah’s way
Is harsh if you can’t accept
Not all souls you meet
Have a loving heartbeat
Face your fears of Savannah
When you see her in your snowy dreams
Let the cold around you melt
Let yourself rise to confidence
let knowledge make you brave
Let you not judge the death, fury, and tears stained upon Savannah’s face
Bring up to yourself, the concept and reality
That a strangers soul can care for you and hold you dear
Even when they show it through causing you fear
Savannah can be misunderstood cause her face is terrifying
She yells and screeches and will break a table or chair
Sometimes she’s a step away from her head spinning round
We all get scared of things we don’t know
When we figure them out we shouldn’t let it dwell our glow
Savannah is a horror to most sleeping brains she visits
Brains that don’t want to consider..
...Behind the gore there is a picture
Sometimes they lie to her and to that is a dealbreaker for her
she’ll hurt and will haunt you if you don’t see respect
Is something to earn after the first time it’s wrecked
She’s doing good the only way she knows how
One last thing I need to bring:
If she shows up
Just know to take heed:
Savannah’s only as evil
As you make her out to be