Thursday, November 1, 2012

FREE VERSE POEM

NIGHT
The Owl hoots, the Wolf Howls, the birds chirp in an Eerie fashion.
        Lurking through the sky the Moon,
          IT SHINES.
                 Stars reflecting its splendo, giving small amounts of light to those who are Hiding.
Creatures, cautious, they wander through the woods,
                not wanting Harm to find them.
The Horror they feel when Monsters catch them in the Quiet of the night.
               STALKING.
            HAUNTING.
            LONELY.
Crime spreads.
              I feel Evil searching, searching for something as prey.
The other senses come alive because sight has disappeared along with the sun.
             It is Scary to think that the Black confusion might last forever, if day doesn't come.
Deceit fills the air.
             BE CAUTIOUS!
What
     Comes
           Next?

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