Ok folks...I've got so many poems on here I may at accidentally post something twice. If I do sorry...but hope you enjoy!
Blackest of black,
Darkest of dark,
Not even a star above,
Or a fire below,
The land dead to the eye.
But under the deafening blindness -
Things of darkness.
Things that bring terror and nightmares.
Indescribable horrors of myth and legend.
The hunt for souls has begun.
Over the land they creep.
Silenced screams the only note of passage.
As dawn breaks they scurry for cover.
Feasting for now done,
Until the new moon,
Under the blackest of black,
Darkest of dark.