Lying on my bed
In the dark
I have no fear
For I welcome
The dark
The black velvet
Envelopes me
Cocoons me
Soothes me
No ghosts, demons
Nor banshees’
In the still of the night
Permeate my darkness
For I’m not religious
I came from the dark
And I will leave
In the dark.
The Dark
Published by Stevehawk on August 8, 2011 - 11:49
Comments
maggyvaneijk | August 8, 2011 - 21:44
I wish I read this when I was younger and afraid of the dark that you have managed to portray as soothing and safe in this beautiful poem. The ending is particular is stunning.
Stevehawk | August 8, 2011 - 22:19
Whew, at last a comment, I was thinking I must be doing something wrong here. I too was afraid of the dark when younger, but then it is as natural as light, and has it's own beauty. Thanks again for your comment.
shoe | August 9, 2011 - 16:31
The dark is much maligned, I blame Christians! I have been thinking of writing a poem about the dark for the last few days, and here you have gone and beaten me to it! lovely poem, :}
Stevehawk | August 9, 2011 - 18:50
Thks Shoe, such kind words from a poet whose writing I'm in awe of, don't blame the Christians, blame Thomas Edison....
Stevehawk | September 12, 2012 - 16:53
"The Dark" has won the Koestler Gold Award!!!!!
shoe | September 17, 2012 - 10:31
I know a good thing when I see one!!!