The Tentacles Of Night Poem by james watkin

The Tentacles Of Night



Beware if leaning out Evening's windows
The tentacles of Night.
They grapple boughs to squeeze the light
Out of succulent leaves.
And in wrapping round what faintly stepped
Is then, farewelled, heard lost
Itself paralyzes! At which fears' cost
The beloved one's nerves grieves!

Monday, September 23, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: fear,night
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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