Midnight's Lady

A walk into the dark side

Our lady walked a lonesome path
Of pensive solitude
As quickly twilight passed to dark
With little interlude.

A bitter wind engulfed the night
With fingers icy cold
That penetrated garments worn
And slipped through ev’ry fold.

Unwelcome as a lover spurned
Persisting undeterred,
Each gust revealed its fierce intent
As if irately stirred.

One sliver of the silver moon
Connived with sullen clouds
To peek a tentative lone wink,
Quite perilous yet proud.

With eerie hoot and daring howl,
Night’s creatures, unafraid,
Overtly gathered undisturbed
To watch midnight parade.

If stars would fail their sweet debut
And hide from human eyes,
A lonely wanderer might meet
Some unforeseen surprise.

What desolation can’t erase
Bleak eeriness has found.
An unexpected voice relays
A most unlikely sound.

He’d not a calming, pleasant tone,
This stranger yet unseen.
She heard his piercing, haunting cry
From ‘neath the meadows green.

Her trembling panic took control
As fear ran through her veins.
She’d left behind the world she knew
To tread his dark domains.

“Come, join me,” said the demon voice.
“I’ve waited long for you.”
His eyes, in fiery, crimson glow,
Came quickly into view.

Twas not the bitter wind that night,
But fingers icy cold
That reached out from his hidden grave
To pull her in his hold.

Our lady leaves her misery
To meet forlorn, lost souls
Who dare to share her solitude
On lonely midnight strolls.

Reviews

[Fran Marie]

Come, join me," said the demon voice.
"I've waited long for you."
His eyes, in fiery, crimson glow,
Came quickly into view.

Deliciously Dark and wonderfully crafted poem, so beautifully penned with vivd imagery
and the rhyming and cadence spot on ~ WeLL DonE Indeed~ THanks for submtting this fine piece
of writing~Fran Marie

[Susan S.]

At first I was sure I was reading another love poem. A lady walking a path, "One sliver of the silver moon
Connived with sullen clouds" can be quite beautiful.

It wasn't until the: "desolation can't erase Bleak eeriness has found. that I caught on. Can you teach me how you do that?

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Good story, nicely penned. Thank you for sharing. Debileah