MOVE ME POETRY — A POETRY COMMUNITY LIKE NO OTHER
The Night
Day draws to a close
sun is dropping rapidly
the light is fading
shadows reaching out for me
pools of misery
the line between earth and sky
darkness calls to me
in cold sibilant whispers
dread flows over me
fear, a weight upon my soul
holding me in place
the night is my battleground
the dragons of dreams await
© Ann Bagnall
