Fear of the Dark !A Poem by Tomtexting when somebody is talking to you = bad manners !I felt compelled as oft the case to take a stroll of an evening late so suitably attired I set off, out the door, out the gate, crossed the road, walked ahead approahed to a lonely lane and with purpose in stride proceeded along dark domain! The night sky clear, stars twinkling set far behind a luminous moon blackthorn hedge on either side, enclosed within a linear tomb undeterred I journeyed onwards as sterile air revitalized my lungs then in the stillness of the night I heard the wagging of little tongues? Caw and cackle of old crows roosting high up in the trees each securing solid purchase before the night time freeze then maybe a shrieking banshee cry nope, just the howling of a feral fox, those flapping sounds, vampires not just a circling owl or hunting hawks now well freshed, calm and satiated intrigued by nature’s nocturnal, noise, returning home, back up the street, I passed a couple of hooded boys politely I bid one each “Good night” but no reply, each texting on phones, so briskly I continued home, though perturbed.. Those two rude beings chilled my bones! © 2023 TomAuthor's Note
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