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My Dark Poetry
By:  Nathan Ashe

 

A GOTHIC WRITER

 

As twilight fades and night falls

The nighttime orb lights the land

Out of the dimly lit ebon, a night wing calls

I see misty white specters

Dance in the graveyard of my minds eye

They taunt me with mocking gestures

 

Footsteps in the dark, behind me I hear

Closer and closer nearer they draw

I turn in start, overwhelmed with fear

Running now ahead I see a castle

A haven to me, though dark and eerie

Over rugged terrain and overgrown thistle

 

In the caverns of my mind these thoughts I envision

Why then do I write of the macabre

Could it be my dark thoughts from within

Creatures, ghosts and phantoms I see

Disembodied souls I hear that lament and sob

In dreams and visions that seem real to me

 

Almost always there is a dark gloomy mansion

Crumbling with neglect, with windows broken

Atop the stairway is a ghostly apparition

Mansions and battlements on a summit

I write of graveyards and dark forests

Dark and eerie things I see, I am the darkpoet

 

 

 

 

Copyright Nathan Ashe 2008

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Copyright  na 2008 #5501683266

Do not fear the dark, embrace it.