do you care to walk the darkness of alley
under the pitched moon of soul cries
haunting is wake upon the darkness alley
fearing a tremble to the spine
cold is the winter dark by misty smoke
lingering in the air surrounding dark
dormant in the still by the lamp post
flickering is the light above the dark alley
by the ghost of poet soul is
circle in the alley by midnight doom
by the gate by dark
Dark Alley
BY Deb Harman ©
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 7:30 PM UTC
do you care to walk the darkness of alley
under the pitched moon of soul cries
haunting is wake upon the darkness alley
fearing a tremble to the spine
cold is the winter dark by misty smoke
lingering in the air surrounding dark
dormant in the still by the lamp post
flickering is the light above the dark alley
by the ghost of poet soul is
circle in the alley by midnight doom
by the gate by dark
Dark Alley
BY Deb Harman ©
