Michael Grugan Poet Rhyme

In the Hour of My Night

Steel kiss from phantom blades abounding,
Adagios anguished, lick, resounding,
Fierce hammers rage, in Darkness pounding-
In the hour of my night.

My beggared soul to grim remand,
Nestles deep 'neath an ebon sand,
Where gaunt and ghostly jackals stand-
In the hour of my night.

With chaliced draught of Desolation,
Toasting Twilight's coronation,
Embraced! Poor heart's disconsolation-
In the hour of my night.

Gone, frailest hope to shadows tame,
When murmurs soft, this beast its name!
Fair Dawn droops spent, and mute, and lame-
In the hour of my night.

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Steven Cooke July 28, 2011 at 5:07 PM i like this, written by an experienced hand. love the title, has a haunting expression about it good poetry

Carol Sunshine Brown July 28, 2011 at 4:10 PM Wonderful creative writing today Michael. I will be back soon to read more if the gremlins in PoetrySoup will permit. Love, Carol