Approaching Darkness

                                over
Darkness marches            distant mountains,
a solemn, menacing figure
in a swirling grey cloak
His intentions shrouded and mysterious
face masked by smiling stars,
blanketing all in his wake
with a cover of gloom,
Earth at his mercy
as she waits...
                           for beneficent sunrise

The Life Abandoned

 

I belong not to you,

   but to an ocean of night

To some dark, lonely kingdom

   which will never know light

To a world undefined

   both empty and cold

Where hope is for nothing

   no happiness sold

In this realm of darkness

   domain of despair

I shed bitter tears

   alone in nightmare

Fear and unhappiness

   meld into one

Beloved companions

   spoils of wars they have won

Isolation complete

   no protector to trust

A life filled with ashes

   surrendered to dust

  

Friday Flash 55

The Face of Darkness

I saw the darkness

and it saw me

It grasped me 

in blind, black fingers

holding me helpless

in unyielding grip

The darkness laughed

daring me to resist its will

smiling at my feeble efforts

to break free to light

It showed me its face

human in every conceivable way

My muse has been on hiatus or, actually, it's been held in restraints by time, or the lack thereof.  Feels good to get back to things.  This is being shared with the good folks over at One Stop Poetry for Friday Poetically, and with The G-Man at Mr. KnowItAll for Friday Flash 55.  Be sure you check both of them out.  Thanks for reading.