Come The Dawn
 
The darkness crept in slinking~
'Cross the creaking maple floors-
And in the distance the wind 'twas groaning-
While the Grackles were cackling at the Brass doors...

~~*~~

The trees in the forest black were whispering~
Branches cold, snapped at the Vampire Bats-
Dracula came out of hiding lusting for blood-
And the grounds of the estate were covered with black cats...

~~*~~

'Round the corner there came an eerie forboding~
A lost and most frightening glare of a stare-
'Twas the eyes of the wolf of Oberons ghost-
Howling at the moon with profound care...

~~*~~

And as the night aged into the Dawn~
Before the first light o' day-
The undead ran for daylight cover-
As the world turned a bleaker shade of gray...

~~*~~

Slowly disappearing 'twas the Sun~
As the Ghouls worked their vile spells-
Preparing for a 24/7 globe of Ebon'-
Inviting in- the evil spirits of Hell...


...And in the distance one could hear the call of:
The Raven


June 8, 2009

By Theodora Onken

© 2009 Theodora Onken (All rights reserved)

 

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