The dark days

The dark days of threat

are coming across the land

and the sky is looming black

with shadows forming

around all vulnerable living things.


The moon is dripping

with innocent blood,

and the night feels heavy

ahead of the imminent doom

that waits for the action of the dark.


Across the wide expanse

of night’s cold sheet of fear

there is the loudness of silence

and the waiting for something

or the expectation of nothing,

as the blackness of the night

consumes the trembling light.