Moonless Nights

winged nocturnal creatures
within the confines of my mind
beat circles high and low
hunting in the dead of night

i sense the flapping of their wings
in moonless starless skies

sullen pleas of captive demons
weary ghosts and unhinged angels
reach far beyond my cliffs of sanity
in the haunting dead of silence



AP: Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on April 25, 2022 for contest A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 4TH

anxietydarkmysterynightsilencefree verse

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Gary Radice

April 29, 2022 at 6:48 AM

There is a gothic eeriness that is just (beautifully) disturbing Line about this poem. I implore anyone who reads your poetry to also listen to your recitals. They add another depth to it all. Cheers - Gary

Line Gauthier

April 29, 2022 at 11:05 PM

Thanks, Gary. Most appreciated ~

Reason A. Poteet

April 29, 2022 at 4:03 AM

i've read of that kingdom of princes and principalities of which most humans have no comprehension, a demonic/angelic war which still rages within a realm unknown. Well-worded warning, Line; scary stuff.

Line Gauthier

April 29, 2022 at 11:05 PM

Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment ~