WOMAN IN BLACK
She descends from her pale horse
strolling up and down the path
moving among deceasing plants and falling insects
watching carefully
never losing an instant
the book clasped firmly in her hand
Her hair is millennia long
streaked white
shadowing her like a cloak
her dress a nightly color
shimmering in eclipse
fingers long and eager
lips the color of aged wine
ample and luscious
kissing each who crosses her path
Infinity gives her beauty
uncertainty gives her intrigue
her breath on the back my neck
offers peace
NIGHT
The sun does not set;
it has never risen.
The stars hide with the moon
far from my prison.
Faces pass me by
they laugh as they smile.
I feel my own fate
as I walk every mile.
Not able to touch;
Not able to feel.
Only to wonder,
“Can this be real?”
Thunder sounds his roar.
Rain makes her dive.
I do not feel her drops.
Am I still alive?
Under this storm
I fall to my knees
begging to the gods,
“Do it now, please.”
I am asking for an end
the removal of my cup,
but tears fall from my eyes
as I slowly look up.
The sky is now opening;
the colors, what a sight!
But is it enough to pierce
my eternal night?
LOST
a blackened sky is all there is
no stars no moon to shine over the deep
clouds cover all things we hope to grasp
as the ancients turn their gaze from us
i have lost myself to the night
giving myself to the angels of darkness
my beating heart is the rhythm of their war drums
my bawls of dread have become their battle cry
they use my breath to fly their coal colored wings
my blood runs from their lips and paints their skin
my flesh is their feast to be devoured swiftly
my soul their captive their triumph
COME TO ME
Come to me
lost angel.
Come to me
discarded innocence.
Gaze into my fierce eyes
Touch my cool skin.
Hear my silent heart;
Know my darkest secret.
I bring you to my chambers;
Lay you down on satin.
I drink in your life.
I make you eternal. |
Nathaniel Arnold resides in Mishawaka, Indiana with his wife and two birds, Sam and Dean. He is a writer of fiction, poetry, and drama, all of which are shaded with beautiful darkness.
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