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Pitch-Black Terror

What seems dull by day Flashes peril by night Sparks far away A trembling fright The rustling of trees Noontide's gentle wind On nighttime's breeze Nearly do me in Night's shadow amplifies What bright days minimize Pitch-black terror underlies The scream of the Evil Eye

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 4/24/2020 11:04:00 PM

It is weird to me how a little bit of darkness can increase fear so fast!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/25/2020 9:43:00 PM

Move to a big city with dark alleys. You'll get it right away. ~ Boo

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 4/24/2020 7:57:00 PM

Hello Gershon … the night is not meant to be our time, but there is a world of intriguing creatures that give us the heebies when we intrude in their domain - thanks Gershon - Lindsay

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/25/2020 9:42:00 PM

Those heebie-jeebies get me sometimes, I confess. ~ gw

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 4/24/2020 12:00:00 PM

Never liked the dark, always felt something bad lurked there. I was playing hide and seek with my son, he was about seven - mom I always find you - OK I said - went into my bedroom, shut the light and called Ricky, but I put my hand over the switch. When he came to the bedroom he put his hand out to put the light switch on - to this day I regret what I did, he got such a fright when he felt my hand he screeched and cried, felt like the worst mom in the world - I adore Ricky! Written creatively Gershon. Blessings, Jenn.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/24/2020 3:54:00 PM

Ha, ha! Ever watch 'I love Lucy?' She loved Ricky (Ricardo) too! lol. Thanks, Jennifer. Smiles, Gershon

Eve Roper

Date: 4/24/2020 11:53:00 AM

Great content, Gershon, I always have enjoyed the night. I like the serenity of it. Hugs Eve

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/24/2020 3:53:00 PM

Good for you. Me, -- I am a big chicken! ~ Bawk, bawk,... gw

Kelli White

Date: 4/24/2020 10:28:00 AM

Fear a seed well developed in this poem GW, kelli

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/24/2020 3:52:00 PM

Next time I think I shall plant hope and love. ~ Gershon

Quoth Theraven

Date: 4/24/2020 9:10:00 AM

Gershon, What is it that draws near? Wonderful intrigue unfolded in this foreboding poem. I read it in the voice of Vincent Price the second time through. -Richard

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/24/2020 3:51:00 PM

Wow! Vincent Price! I am honored. Thanks!! ~ Gershon

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 4/23/2020 11:17:00 PM

This vivid poem immerses one completely in the shrieking terror of a scary night, Gershon. Love the last line. Best of wishes. :=)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/24/2020 3:51:00 PM

Evelyn, thanks for the kind words and for letting me know what you liked about this one. Cheers, Gershon

Charles Messina

Date: 4/23/2020 10:38:00 PM

The terror fades as our eyes adjust! As a child I was always afraid of the dark...now I find myself at piece in the darkest hours...love this, Gershon Hope all is well my friend

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/24/2020 3:50:00 PM

I must still be a child, as my heart beats louder at night out of doors. Thanks, Charlie. All is well here; hope the same is true by you! Cheers, Gershon