12 Days of Christmas- May Visions Clamber

“Such hilarious visions clamber
Through the chamber of my brain —
Quaintest thoughts — queerest fancies
Come to life and fade away”
Edgar Allan Poe

As the sun surrenders
Shadows begin the show
Tugging on the strings of my mind
The puppet master commands–
Buried emotions–forgotten memories 
Seeping from the iced amber;
Haunting pages filled
Poured from the bottle of my soul–
Words morph — bending timbre
Such hilarious visions clamber

Ale does not drown these ghosts
They live to haunt me another night;
Tapping on my window
Seeking the outside world–
Constantly pestering–annoyingly pecking
Like ravens at my window pane
Until I cannot bare it anymore
Opening the window to my soul–
Words fly–swooping low
Through the chamber of my brain

The amber no longer calms
The rattling in my mind
Only words to paper
Hold my cure–
Night’s obsession–all consuming
To the highest degrees;
Life becomes poetry
Memories become stories
From fairies to banshees–
Quaintest thoughts — queerest fancies

This obsession takes its toll
An empty lonely heart
Tells no more tales;
The night could not satisfy–
Rhythm and rhyme–amber and ale
At sun’s first ray
The fog lifts–
Freeing the pain–freeing the soul
Nightmares see the light of day
Come to life and fade away

For the countdown to the 12 Days of Christmas I am giving you my favorite poem from each month from 2013; May is the glosa tribute poem visions clamber.