Scary, Scary Night
As the last rays of the sun
Drop below the horizon,
As the dusk turns to dark
Colour fades to different shades
Of black and greys.
Eyes strain to make out alien shapes.
As I brush against the drapes
A heavy fluttering fills the air;
What it is I do not care.
Bats, vampires, bloody ghouls –
And killing tools –
My mind runs riot,
Filling me with a deep disquiet.
Evil men and dastardly deeds –
Rapists with unholy needs –
This is the world of the night,
Where all the innocent take flight.
Image: Photobucket.com
©DGA 19.03.2011 17:04
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22/03/2011 at 7:26 am
After Sunday night full of the alarm going off, this one rings bells for me
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22/03/2011 at 7:30 am
I’m sorry, Sidey! That is scary…
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22/03/2011 at 7:42 am
Well written and so descriptive of how so many of us feel at night.
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22/03/2011 at 8:21 am
Thank you, Madmom. 8)
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22/03/2011 at 10:44 am
Excellent poem, captures the night terrors perfectly!
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22/03/2011 at 10:50 am
Thanks, Cindy. Hope you have recovered from Sunday’s storm. 🙂
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22/03/2011 at 3:41 pm
whew…what a night…i actually come alive when the sun goes down…i dont know maybe i have some vampblood in me…smiles.
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22/03/2011 at 3:58 pm
*giggles* Ah yes, Count Dracula? 😮
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22/03/2011 at 7:53 pm
I shouldn’t have read this as I’m watching the Vampire Diaries at the moment 🙂
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22/03/2011 at 8:07 pm
I’m glad you did, Halfie, thanks. 😉
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22/03/2011 at 8:28 pm
Gruesome photo . . . wonderful poem. Especially enjoyed:
My mind runs riot,
Filling me with a deep disquiet.
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22/03/2011 at 8:34 pm
Thanks, Nancy, I’m glad you enjoyed it. 😀
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23/03/2011 at 3:54 am
Evokes the anxieties and different perspectives of the night. Stay safe, Adeeyoyo!
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23/03/2011 at 6:10 am
Thanks, Bb! 😆
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