Dark Was The Night
Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2004 7:05 pm
Dark was the night in which I wandered
Darker still, the thoughts I pondered
Searching for solace in ebony gloom
The company I sought was shadow’s loom
Yet night could soothe only momentary
I fathomed all such good was temporary
Pilfering my sanctuary, the sun such a thief
Introducing once again all to soon my grief
Sleep eluding my frenzied mind
I walked with cooling dusk so kind
What to reach my ears so strained
A desperate cry surely pained
Close, nearby the sound had came
Once more a lament just the same
Moving a length my eyes beseeched
The blackened forest in which I reached
My gaze soon answered and I beheld
An imposing shadow with a prisoner jailed
Shrieked the last, a cadaver now lay
The shadow unaware, it’s attention at bay
I turned with fear acute inside
Every sense abruptly died
It seemed a nightmare through which I fell
Upon my lips was born a terrified wail
Turned I fled to escape the horror
Yet when I would be carried no more
I realized the sensation of material held
In my hand an object I did weld
Panic seized my heart ‘til it burst
For suddenly I understood the worst
A large and bloodied knife was in my grasp
It was I who committed the deadly task
---Kaitlin Jones
Darker still, the thoughts I pondered
Searching for solace in ebony gloom
The company I sought was shadow’s loom
Yet night could soothe only momentary
I fathomed all such good was temporary
Pilfering my sanctuary, the sun such a thief
Introducing once again all to soon my grief
Sleep eluding my frenzied mind
I walked with cooling dusk so kind
What to reach my ears so strained
A desperate cry surely pained
Close, nearby the sound had came
Once more a lament just the same
Moving a length my eyes beseeched
The blackened forest in which I reached
My gaze soon answered and I beheld
An imposing shadow with a prisoner jailed
Shrieked the last, a cadaver now lay
The shadow unaware, it’s attention at bay
I turned with fear acute inside
Every sense abruptly died
It seemed a nightmare through which I fell
Upon my lips was born a terrified wail
Turned I fled to escape the horror
Yet when I would be carried no more
I realized the sensation of material held
In my hand an object I did weld
Panic seized my heart ‘til it burst
For suddenly I understood the worst
A large and bloodied knife was in my grasp
It was I who committed the deadly task
---Kaitlin Jones