As though a thousand vampires, from the day
Fleeing unseen, oppressed that nightly deep,
The straitening and darkened skies of sleep
Closed on the dreamland dale in which I lay.
Eternal tensions numbed the wings of time
While through unending narrow ways I sought
Awakening; up precipitous gloom I thought
To reach the dawn, far-pinnacled sublime.
Rejected at the closen gates of light
I turned, and down new dreams and shadows fled,
Where beetling shapes of veiled, colossal dread
With Gothic wings enormous arched the night.
Nightmare
Clark Ashton Smith
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Poem topics: light, night, sleep, time, deep, eternal, narrow, reach, thought, Valentine's Day, sublime, dawn, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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