Secrets and Shadows

In the darkest of night

Quiet is the nite....and dark,
the mist swirls n floats upon the gentle wind
the sound as soft as a murmur, Hush.....

Time holds its breath..waiting...waiting
a shadow scurries threw the nite and is gone
who is there? no one, Hush.....

~Wycked~
 

Author's Note

Discussion welcome

Reviews

[R. L. Ambar]

Very good poem, dreamy.

Through, not threw.

Very good job.

#_#

Rocher