The Dark Fence Poem by Bradley Dean

The Dark Fence

Was it made
To keep the darkness out,
Or to stop the colour seeping through?

Regardless,
The Ravens did not care -
Flitting between both realms casually

Daringly perched
Upon the weathered wood,
Flippantly mocking its dominion

Not even the rainbows
Nor the enigmatic butterflies
Could cross over the solemn structure

Abruptly halting
Immediately prior to contravening
The barrier's jurisdiction

Hesitant to provoke
The seemingly dormant border
As though fearful of imminent destruction

Yet,
The Ravens cawed, jeering
Their shadows adorning either world

Quietly conversing one to another
With divers chatterings
Whilst the Dark Fence merely listened

Covertly observing
The paradoxical scenario
Chuckling at the absurdity of it all

Patiently waiting
For, when the moon would shine full,
The gate would be untethered..

Poem © Bradley Dean 2010