As the Lark is descending
Skies behind it are blending
Soon the dark will be upon us
Birds sing their nesting chorus
The Moon will hear the Wolf howl
The Barnyard owl goes on the prowl
Other night critters will come awake
Preparing for the search they'll make
It's their time now to seek for food
Many to feed their hungry brood
In this time when most folks sleep
Mysterious beings are on the creep
Bats come out to get their blood
Some from cows who are chewing cud
There are phantoms who can't be seen
Skulking about seeing what they can glean
Angels and demons are also in this mix
Each of them opening their bag of tricks
Hope you have the right one on your side
If not, you may get a fiery ride
The twenty-four hr day is split in two
Day or night the duality shows through
Light or dark ,right or wrong,happy or sad
Life is a dichotomy whether good or bad !
etw
Cryssa
Regis
Happy Halloween!
Ron
Be happy, ET. -gene.
Peace,
Dan
Then I got it, disgased as a poem was your knowledge of the dark side which a virginal vestal wearing white shouldn't have.
ET, now I get why they call you Tiger Lily and should we meet in one of those dark places you mention will be a chilling pleasure.
Georg
Love and {{{hugs}}},
Leland
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
yes, yes, all the things that move and creep and go bump in the night...well expressed and just a little frightening.
John
booh! Jasmin Horst