dreams and visions

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~dreams and visions~

if I could tell you
all the things
that float inside my head
the dreams I see
when I’m awake
recalling all you said

my heart is like an open book
my mind will not let out
my spirit finds a way
to push away
fear and doubt

still I stumble through
the visions
searching far and near
for answers to my questions
for the reasons why i'm here

I hear the sound
of wind and rain
whispering to me
soon the time will come
when I can tell you all I see

until that time
remember that my soul
is mine to give

and in this world
there is a place
for all of us to live

allison~

FORMATION

The patterns of the world wash in
Across the sands of mind
And ripple through the thoughts which drift
And scatter unaligned
'Til gently rocking back and forth
Their edges catch and bind.

They bind and mat in patterns that
Echo those outside
To map the weavings of the world
That glisten, slip and slide
And change in forms extremely strange
Which shatter and collide.

We construct ourselves upon
These waves of sight and sound
Collecting from these drifting thoughts
An entity that's bound
To shifting inside structures
And whatever runs aground.

floating nearer to my face
whispering to me
scary secret 'truths'
that only they can see

i close my eyes to shut them out
but brighter
they appear

in darkened places in my mind
reserved for
all my fears

entertaining demons
on a grander scale
is not the way
to live my life
if i do not wish to fail

for everything that's broken
light shines through the cracks

scaring every demon
leaving nothing
in their tracks

all of their illusions
are gone
without a trace

if only
i am strong enough

to accept

a new

embrace

allison~

THE SEA OF NIGHT

In sleep I would swim
Through a surf of memory.
Small thoughts brush against my skin
Like startled fleeing fish.
Coral crags share my passages -
Large concepts which are the mountains
Of the planet of my mind.
Dim blue threats make lazy turns
In the murk of unfamiliarity
Where clarity melds into the shadows
Of uncertainty. Distant hates
And ephemeric loves play warm and cold intricates
Against the sunken seascapes
That fade in and out of my perceptions.
Morning sunlight flashes undulating surfaces
To camouflage the secrets of the night.