Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep

Now I lay me down to sleep...
For what I sew I hope I reap...

If morning comes before I wake...
Give him Nicholls for heaven's sake...

And take my life so swift and fast....
For in this pain I cannot last....

I close my eyes and enter the door...
To death for life I'll live no more....

by dena mckinnon

My Unicorn

For twas a night so swift and sweet,
The dawn danced for the dew.
Trees frolicked to fairy bells,
Take heed this story tis true.

I bowed before my animal guide,
In spirit and in rest.
His body so strong, his will so deep,
I knew I got the best.

My journey he said will be long and hard,
But worthy it'll be in the end.
Just grab my tail and follow my hooves,
Until we reach the spirit realm.

I followed him into and through the night,
Under a full moon dusted in pink.
He was my protection, lover and friend,
Even in quicksand, I couldn't sink.

Along the way the reaper called and broke my heart in two,
For I'm not ready, I can't leave him here, I do not want to go.
The shadow grew close and swallowed me up, killed my beloved unicorn,
I wasn't going, though death it would chance as I flung myself onto his horn.

by dena mckinnon

InTiMaTe EnIgMa

An overlapping of feelings,
Internal thoughts amplified,
I wage a war in my own silence,
Living, doing for everyone but myself,
I grow tired with weakness,
Weary wakefulness,
The bathing light fades to gray,
Matter isn't matter,
And what matters doesn't exist,
But when the light goes out,
Will I find rest?
Can I lay down beside him,
Sleep forever and forever sleep,
Insomnia go fuck yourself,
Levitate to a new dimension,
A renaissance of retribution, redemption,
None other will devour the devoted,
Cling to the coward and suck from its tit,
Darkness dwells outside like death at dawn's door...
But she hangs in the balance,
Waxing...waning...until one day She Is No More.

LoVe

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”
― Bob Marley

Cogito Ergo Sum

I slip into fairy state...push blades of grass aside as I make my way to the forest...that which my eyes see of grass is large, vibrant green, lush plantlife....a colorful mushroom catches mine eye...I reach out and touch it but it isn't there...it was there though because I saw it...but did I see or perceive it or is it even real at all...perception of a reflection off my retina that which is an object but how could it be an object unless it was a thought..and how could it be a thought if it wasn't a perception...and that today may not be like tomorrow ...must I ignore the distractions of sensory perception when I can reach out and stroke it myself...and what is knowledge anyway..is it only perception? And is anything real if we don't want it to be? How can anything exist outside of my perception? What if I'm not even real but just a bundle of energy with ideas...shooting off like stars do as they die in the galaxy?

A question to ponder....

SpAwN

A song, a seed drifting amongst a dragon's breath...a migration of spirit through past, present and future...into a realm of parallel accordance where my days are my nights, my nights are like the sky covered by a veil of opportunity so gossameer that life or death could seep through and rot a whimsical delusion of my very existence .