Saturday, November 6, 2010

Night Vision



is it a dream
that silent flash
behind our eyes
lingering still
with the morning light
a bit of darkness from
our souls

dreams, masters of
nights sweet call
fill our hearts and
minds, a double blind

nightmares roll by
dark clouds
that rain down their fear
as dead leaves fall

night walks it's beat
vivid images turned real
magic horses up and down
merry go round ever
spinning it's web

but we are free
once morn's light
creeps to fill
the dark places

what was that, we might ask
as a black shape flits
across our vision
just a dream, a fragment
of night and time

10 comments:

ρομπερτ said...

Thank you for providing sight to a night dark time.

A good Sunday for you.

daily athens

Dan Baker said...

This is brilliant Melanie. I especially love the first verse, so much meaning here. Many have that little bit of darkness within them that sometimes causes them to question their goodness, or light. Often this surfaces in those few moments in the mornng when we aren't yet awake, but not fully asleep either. That border land between dreams and awakening.

I also love how you take haiku-type themes/feelings and roll them into a longer piece. Sometimes I read haiku and wish that it kept going a little longer. I'm so glad this poem was longer than just the first verse :)

uma.a said...

Beautifully written about dream..liked the way you used the words :)

Wysteria said...

Beautiful writing. You reach down to your soul when you write..

Great Job

Hope to read more

Wysteria

SarahA said...

I believe dreams mean something/to tell us something and often carry mine through the day. I am liking this, you.I am liking the softness and yet the dark aspect too; interlinking.

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Much thanks d.a. for stopping by and reading my poem. So glad you enjoyed it.


Melanie

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Thank you so much Dan. I am really glad that you liked my poem. It's nice to be encouraged.


Melanie

Cassiopeia Rises said...

uma.a, glad you stopped by. Dreams are funny things. Sometimes you can't tell which is dream or real.


Melanie

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Wysteria, so glad you enjoyed my work. Your comment is so kind.


Melanie

Cassiopeia Rises said...

SarahA, you are so sweet to stop by and read my poem. I love to weave the light and the darkness of this life.So glad you liked it my friend.


Melanie