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Darkling Delight

Updated on February 26, 2011

Running around without a sound,

They nimbly hop up the stairs.

They creep and crawl down the hall,

To the bedroom that we share.

Sinking silently in the shadows,

They slither up to our beds.

Burrowing quickly through the covers,

They dig deep into our heads.

They dance their jig of darkling delight

And fill our dreams with dread.

We toss and turn in our beds

trying to rid them from our heads.

Yet try as we might, we cannot fight

these darkling creatures of the night.

Dark shapes take form until the morn,

When in cold sweat we are reborn,

And fervently welcome the day.

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    • LeonJane profile image

      LeonJane 7 years ago from Australia

      Quite an intriguing, creative idea that you have written about, I enjoyed this poem, thanks.

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      dragonbear 7 years ago from Essex UK

      Excellent! Found this Hubhoping. It's a really descriptive evocative poem... Thanks macbradaigh88

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      MacBradaigh88 7 years ago from Buffalo, New York

      Thank you both for your kind words and support! I'll be putting more of my work up very soon!

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      Michael Shane 7 years ago from Gadsden, Alabama

      Very interesting!

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