Dangers, Before the Wake of Day
Dangers, when beast is on the hunt…
Day twisted into bleak night,
clouds brooding, portending dark laments,
and shadows held of anomalous life,
writhing in gleeful promise of strife,
as death and pain their brighter hope,
exhilaration in their thoughts of scope,
as drool they do in expectation.
Under cover of starlit skies,
hidden under black affronts,
as moon so timid glows weakly down,
to a world held in ransom to night’s resound,
in silence of fear, life takes shelter,
as beasts wander, their stomachs growl,
soon to be filled by death’s bounty.
And eyes wide, a feared and still,
pray the beast has his fill, elsewhere,
and for this night they will survive,
to greet once more the day, arrive,
without the echoes of screaming death,
to burden their minds of life bereft
and endings bloody and final.
And early light of dawn,
like a first born plight of welcome,
signals new day and life remain,
until the night ensues,
and frantic all in burrows warm to use,
as hope once more the blessing of escape,
the beast far gone before the waking day.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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Chilling as night beasts seek their prey. Well penned, Tony, with great descriptive phrasing.
Thanks Phyllis, glad you enjoyed it. Take care.