Poetry I

Poem "Night's Black Dawn -- (The Nightmare)"


Copyright ©2003 Jocelyn Lynnette Jensen


First...the Dream Is Born.
Then...the Dream must be BORNE.
Enter the Dream-Bearer...
NightManes's Horseman...
NightsBlackDawn...
The NightMare.


Finding yourself...
flying...down the corridors...
of your own Mind...
into the Dark...into the Blackness...
already...too deeply enmeshed...
to attempt to resist....to try to escape...
as the Wind...
from the Wings of NightMane...
touches your face....envelops your Soul.


Lost now...you wander...
Consumed by NightLust...
Absorbed by the NightCore...
Desperately longing...
To Surrender To The Night.