Treasure Island

Allan Gerard

~The Night Mirrors~

She's taken ahold again, of my thoughts
That are consciously changing
Shifting beneath the sands of time
She sifts through my mind

From another plane, she calls my name
An echo that is constantly looming
Like the dragons breath blown from the depths
Of my soul along the scales of my spine

Buried in darkened depths
Is the deep covered in sleep
The chest she seeks holds the key
To her release, or so, she thinks

She creeps around the center from the east
Always on my tail but a step just beneath
And I'm the son that's shed my skin time and again
The sun that weeps over morning

The mourning that brings no relief
We've lived together as long as I can remember
Though we've never been spared a chance to speak
Which is why I no longer choose to sleep
For in my dreams, we always meet

Submitted: Thursday, July 17, 2014
Edited: Friday, July 18, 2014

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The Title: (The Night Mirrors) = Nightmares, play on words & double meaning.

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  • Luana Del Lobo (8/3/2014 9:08:00 AM)

    Loved it! This is great! Very, very creative! I also have very vivid dreams and you're wrote it in a lovely way! (Report) Reply

  • Sossi Khachadourian (8/2/2014 2:11:00 PM)

    You have an amazing imagination its really interesting that you imagine and dream of love only when its dark through the mirror of your nights , I agree that always dreams are more valuable than sorrowful realities. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (8/2/2014 11:28:00 AM)

    A very compelling and creative write. Just left me feeling
    spellbound. A reflection of unrequited love. (Report) Reply

  • F. J. Thomas (7/28/2014 1:49:00 PM)

    At first I thought it may be that a beauty had finally taken hold of your heart; I quickly realized that wasn't quite the case though. lol
    Maybe one night that looming echo might find a metamorphosis into something more pleasurable. A beautiful twist on a constant in life Allan :) (Report) Reply

  • Daniel Brick (7/27/2014 6:06:00 PM)

    Your use of language in this and other poems is highly creative. The words in THE NIGHT MIRRORS shimmer, waver, oscillate, almost as if they are searching themselves for the meanings you intend. But no meaning, no word is fixed; and yet, I never felt this language was vague or superficial. Just the opposite - it reveal deeper levels of meaning than a quick read would suggest. Your poems don't aim for closure. The situation presented is still on-going at the last line. I have an idea why I receive this impression: a poem like THE NIGHT MIRRORS is not a story that occurs in time and disappears into time. It is about the condition of a soul, with the various psychic forces that are interacting, sending forth these fragments that don't tell a story so much as they reveal fundamental emotions, desire, hope, fear, anger, and so on. (Report) Reply

  • Shania K. Younce (7/25/2014 10:59:00 PM)

    I truly like this poem. It seems that you are writing that intrigue me to no ends. That is very, very good. Well done. Bien! (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (7/20/2014 3:20:00 PM)

    Interesting write with great depths of your soul exposed here, with great lines! ! (Report) Reply

  • Amanda Laurent (7/20/2014 2:05:00 AM)

    I really liked the image of the dragon and how you connected it to along the scales of my spine. And the last stanza blew my mind. Beautiful (Report) Reply

  • Sana Hernandez (7/19/2014 5:49:00 AM)

    Your last stanza is so contradicting! I have to think on it for a while to fully absorb what you said with this piece.But all in all it was a good write, as always.
    -SOH (Report) Reply

    Ed Nigma (7/19/2014 6:48:00 PM)

    Imagine waking up from a dream you do NOT want to end. But because you know the dream must end and that in reality certain things will just NEVER be you give up dreaming/fantasizing because you are only filled with disappointment each time you have to wake.

  • Geetha Jayakumar (7/19/2014 4:52:00 AM)

    When Night Mirrors,
    No reflection only darkness it mirrors.
    That means she comes in your dreams, only in darkness.
    So no reflection of her in mirror.
    Beautiful poem Allan, Sure she has taken away your sleep for she comes only in your dreams! Loved reading it. (Report) Reply

  • Amitava Sur (7/18/2014 9:05:00 PM)

    Time and again she comes but cannot behold, lived together (in imagination) as long as you could but could not speak , choosing not to sleep to miss her in dream..... very nice (Report) Reply

  • Mandolyn ... (7/18/2014 11:41:00 AM)

    freaking fart man.
    this is a loud pleasant howl.
    i like it more than you think i do. so in your face with a can of mace
    sorry. my rhyme is insecure right now and sometimes it doesn't see the 4 way stop.
    i'll leave you a normal comment, i promise... on the next one (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (7/18/2014 12:57:00 AM)

    Are you talking about a relationship that has never frutioned but interminable and haunting both of you like a shadow? Like a mirror reflecting beams of light, this affinity sends out endless waves of remembrance! Great write! (Report) Reply

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