Prickled Dream on Nigh

Tangled up in twisted briar

Hurts bleeding nary visible

Caught up with the cruel liar

As to wreaking the unlivable

Gnarly branches blown fast

Vines hung and intertwined

From its facets of the past

A soul lays bare and blind

Stickers and thorns protrude

Hither and thither along side

Awaiting a different attitude

To change what was denied

Brambles running in a mind

Shooting jagged strokes thru

As if bristles on a canvas wind

A painting of darkness askew

O’where art mine safety net

That brought in the lightness

To cleanse away all the threat

Of closing the way of rightness

©Copyright 30 January 2009

MahTame