Darkness And Death Poem by David Taylor
Darkness And Death
I just realised my poems oft’
Sweetness and light
So here is one for
Those keen on the night
With trickling black blood
That pours out of the sky
All the birds are on fire
As they fly up so high
And the trees are all
Angry and turning on you
Where will you run to?
The earths turning
But turns without you
Your bones go to jelly
Your heart it’s a flood
Of terror that’s getting
Right into your blood
The monster that’s wearing
Its skin inside out
From under your bed is
Now leaping about
Your stuck and your frozen
You can’t open the door
Your already dead
And that's all you've got
there just isn't no more.
This is dark as the title states....You've written it well enough to remind me of well, things that go bump in the dark. I guess you can write well on almost anything.....Still to me it describes, more then death, actual nightmares that one gets...scary, scary things. wish I'd found this earlier on before it was DARK outside.This one is likely not to be forgoTEN. marci.m. :)
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4/16/2024 2:51:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Love it David. Great to try a different direction once in a while. Try my (blatant self-promotion alert!) ' Don't Bring Me Lines of Daffodils and Clouds.' Complete whimsy and not as sharp and tidy as your work.