Dark Forces

There’s something a-move in your mind, girl,

Some deepest dark danger to you,

There’s something apace in the cloud and your grace

So intent on bewildering you.

 

There’s something in moon-shadowed buildings and barns

And your eyes in the eventime dusk,

And the shiver of nothingness sweeping the hedgerows

Of moon-glaring pillars of rust.

 

There’s something in forces and tides of the night

That is sweeping the eyes of your mind,

And pools of translucent, emotional movement

Envelope the well of your kind.

 

There’s something that dwells in the well of your kind

That retreats in a whisper from light,

But always tick-ticks at the moment the sun sinks

To drown in the sea of the night.

 

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[Wildfleour]

This is my favorite of yours, to-date! Just incredible. I love it.