Dark Path Run

Deep into path darkness

running
fearing
tearing

dark path haunting

in the moon

shadows
vamping
fangs

in the mist by white

earl
smoke

circling the air

dreaded
darkness

night of terror

to souls

fearing fright

black so caped
is the vamping

fangs by the tremor

shake
shiver
quiver

tremble by freeze

cold
lucid
frost

running in the night

terror
eyes
white

so ghostly white

by the vamping
shadows

of fangs

delight

Dark Path Run

By Deb Harman ©

... -; And here I stand,
Utterless, emotionless,
Simply struck
At the thought of being
   P o e m l e s s

Well, I mean, homeless
   As we all know
A poem is a home
   For the mind and soul

Take that lesson and rewind it
Time it
Rhyme it
Place it on that paper that's
L I NE ' D

                          yes,
I did that.
As a poet,
I exempt that.
Re-vamping your language to meet
            
                   MY DESIRES

is where I make impact.