Oh, mysterious moon
you hang so low in the gloom
images of the motionless
but only see eye movement
that stalks out the night
Oh, how you keep me anxiously in fright
The temperature had dropped another notch
I can feel the coldness into the autumn air
color leaves are on the ground
and the birds are lacking the courage to move,
This is a journey of fear
a fantasy of a childhood game
floating away into my brain
I can feel and see all things
that hold a blaze of danger
upon a darkened road to nowhere
this has betokened my future with anger
The old crying wind
made its way back again
making ghostly hues of dangerous cry's
that shaken the night
given more fight to what will happen tonight
then tapping and a groan
bring on the rain of sobbing pains
that was when Dark Angel stood so near.

Judy Emery © 1996
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery