So this week I have been more interested in writing poetry than I have working on the book. Unfortunately everthing that I've written is incomplete in my eyes I 've picked one that I wrote a while ago that feels finished. I guess with some poems it's obvious what they are about and with others it isn't. I like to write things that make you think, make you work a little to understand what the poet is going on about and this is one of those.
Monsters in the Dark.
Sunshine pouring down
they are there
in the dark spaces
stalking their prey,
who night blinded
do not see and
scorn their existence
They’re ghosts in my vision
menacing spectres
ready to strike
Hyper alert I jump
at noises and shadows
sure those monsters are there
ready to fight
To avoid my death
I expend great energy
watching waiting.
the mists of Nyx roll in
the monsters invade
a plague upon the earth
The end inevitable
I wait, vigilant
light is their enemy
till it is gone, they wait
just out of sight
until sleep overtakes me.
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