Creatures of the Night

Fierce creatures wait in the night
Wait for us to join them
To break the light and seize the darkness
Our birthright
Held with eager sweaty hands
In a box hidden deep
Within the psyche
Lies our own divinity

Stark white hands
And neon flowers
With scents like the pealing of bells
Tolling for death
And ringing in rebirth
Mortal hands
Filled with creation and destruction
Able to raise a shiver of passion
Or invent a god

The infinite voice
Sleeps within
As the creatures call us to speak
To pierce the unclaimed night
With our own
Forgotten wildness

For dVerse Open Link Night #99.

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17 thoughts on “Creatures of the Night

  1. ah i hope we have not completely forgot the wildness we once held…or can get it back…and not hide safe behind the gods we created to civilize ourselves…smiles…

    • Thanks, Polly…By the way, I left a review of Girl’s Got Rhythm on Goodreads. I absolutely loved it! If you put out another book you can count me in to buy a copy. 😀

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