Night Vision

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
night's sweet call...
fill our hearts and
minds with...a double blind

as nightmares roll by,
dark clouds...
that rain down their fear
as falls dead leaves

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

but are we 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 time and night