When the Subconscious Talks...

A surreal thing juxtaposing into position like a brass band marching towards me every dream and shatters the core of my very upbringing.

There it was

In the back of my head

It’s gone now,

Something sinister it said

Way below the crack of my spine

Where turtle shells float above empty blue skies.

 

Terrified of my dreaming call

I shattered against the breath of fall.

Inching deeper in the wild white sands

Of clustered shadows deeming only my command.

 

I robe myself against the veil of vacant sorrow

Knowing only what vague, shrewd dreams bring tomorrow.

Simple questions remain unanswered by the string of tempered streams

Washing up along the empty shores of uninspired dead queens.

Author's Note

I was inspired by my friend SelkieTales freestyle poem "Little Dragons", and so let my mind reel freely with whatever...and thus this poem was born :]

I really like how it came out. ^-^

Reviews

[selkietales]

ZOMG! What I wrote was the inspiration! I feel awesome now :P Especially since what you wrote is awesome. I love this and I really like the turtle shell line and the last line.

[L0v3craft]

ahahahahah, that's right, luv, you were my muse for this piece! Go you!
lol

Thankies for the review :3

[selkietales]

Your welcome :D Still feeling special over here. Lol.

[Fréyjä Helv..]

Another of your work that describes my dark passion... A maddening fantasy...

[∠( ᐛ 」..]

Awesome poem, I enjoyed the rhyme.
Great job
Rating 100/100