Dark things

In the woods a nightly sound

In shadows a nightmare's neigh

Music of dreams is found

Dark things silently crept away

Melted by the break of day

light of vision shuns

shades in pools that lay

where the ink of night runs

Vermin dressed in spider thread

hang in tunnels underground

bound in gallows' bed

where silence makes a dark sound

Reviews

[Marie]

Darkness is not suited to everybody. Some love it because it is only at night the stars can be seen as they shine resplendently in a black velvet sky accompanied by Luna who sheds her beautiful glow below as above. How lovely to be in the woods at nighttime. Listening to all the nocturnal sounds of the little animals and birds as they hunt their prey underneath a blanket of beautiful stars. Strangely, if one is unwell, the night seems to make a person feel worse and they worry that morning will never come. Dawn clears all the nightmares away and sunrise is reflected in pools which were as black as ink at nighttime. The spider has all his prey wrapped up like mummies and they are suspended in their gossamer shell hanging down in underground tunnels where silence is an eerie sound. Stunning nocturnal visual detail in this finely penned poem, Soren. The imagery is so finely painted that as I read I saw what I was reading in my mind! Wonderful write which I like very much. Thank you for sharing, dear friend...

[Soren]

Thank you so much Marie for the reading of this piece. I had almost forgotten it. Living with woods all around and hearing the night sounds sprouted this one. I so appreciate the review my friend

[Marie]

Most welcome, Soren. I like this poem very much. How wonderful to live with woods all around! SO inspiring! Thank you again for sharing, dear friend...