Dark Becomes Dawn
Dark as pitch – Dawn spreads light Dark as dead – Dawn expires graves Dark withers – Dawn freshness wears Dark un-paths – Dawn re-strides.
Archive for the 'Dark poems' Category
Cold Dark Room
i sit alone in this cold dark room no windows no doors
heart
Heart in the dark Blind Not seeing any Just black
three dark shadows
Three dark Shadows lurking In the dark park On a dark night One leads The two others Follow wearing Black raincoats On a dark road I lead I tell them My name My work My place The two Did not follow Since then They realized Perhaps that With what I tell them I am blacker […]
