The Path of Shadows: A Nocturne

Dark thoughts, it is a nocturne, associated with night, darkness, dread.

Like an embryo in the internal light, I float

To the light. The city swarms up in a cloud of glow-worms

Dark misgivings connive at my dread and gloat

Wallowing in my hapless mortal norms.

 

Tall posts wash up to the nocturnal shore

This little island of yellow gleam I reach

My breath eases, unsealing my lungs so sore!

Senses sway in limbo o’er the breach…

 

A little pause, constellations swirl down

Closed doors and windows line the crested waves

Brazen moon rocks over the dreaming town

A Silver gloss weaves through dead enclaves.

 

Blue fear, sleek,  feline,

Slithers up the moon’s ravine.

A jaundiced leer, a secret concubine

Sends an arrow of cold up Earth's mortal spine.