A little room

A cage with walls that collapse on you.

Your terror and confusion

That trembling moment

Your voice is breaking

Your cries unheard

Your dancing heart will still


A locked-down phase

Unnatural and rushed



A poor neglected bud

Forgotten and lost


Let your fervour

Mirror your eyes

Strong and full of glory

Wake up

Don’t be absorbed

In a nightmare

That will never Last


The bell will toll

The sun will

Brighten days of beauty

And restore your spirit



© HMH, 2022







6 responses to “Phantasm”

  1. Debi+Ennis+Binder avatar

    Wow! As soon as I finished your poem, the first thing that popped into my head was the quarantine. This is how I felt!

    1. Hanne H avatar
      Hanne H

      I can imagine that, Debi.
      I’m not sure where the inspiration for this came. It was one of those poems that more or less wrote themselves.

      1. Debi+Ennis+Binder avatar

        Oh no, Hanne, you wrote it! It has your touch, your use of imagery and words that blend together to paint a picture. For me at least, your poetry is becoming recognizable. I really enjoy it.

        1. Hanne H avatar
          Hanne H

          That is so kind, Debi!
          Thank you!!

  2. Anna avatar


    1. Hanne H avatar
      Hanne H

      Thank you so much, Anna!

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