The Raven

when the raven calls at night
on the precipice of dreams and nightmares
do you succumb
relinquishing to darkness, one by one your foot steps
not adhering to the craggy ground
as you fall ever deeper into your singular mind

searching for an ending
tumbling ever forward, no ability to secure sanity
that once prevailed, clinging to the present
no doors for your escape
guessing what is real and what is not
overpowering bad considerations, scream loud
not to be defeated

bloodied scratching fingernails, asylum arms
grasping from all sides convincing you you're safe
"come with me", they whisper echoing in your ears
would it ever be ~ where is your sanctuary
are lines defined, the misinterpreted voices that you hear
cast fears aside, do not fall into the cavity

when the raven calls

©jmtacken Dec 2013

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Minds Eye

Fantasy

imagination weaves into our existence ~  reality
played or not ~ surfaced, hidden, what is seen by
minds eye

make of it what you will, no conformity required
hidden secrets or desires, beginning ~ middle ~ end
what say you

this is your creativity, not the one who lives next door
unless an invitation was extended,  your choice
you choose

seemingly from nowhere, conjure images that delve
into forbidden or what you wish to be,  inconspicuous
or blatant

tangled ~ free form,  the possibilities are endless
eyes opened or closed tight, in light or in the dark
your fantasy

dream it ~ feel it ~ no one will ever judge
for this belongs to only you and no one reads
your mind

©jmtacken 31st Oct 2013