Story Time Thursday - poemista

Story Time Thursday : ) poem edition.

On gentle night doth story tell

of grandeur told

heroics fell

loves betrayal

and impending doom

unto the stories end

where hearts are true

til the night takes hold

and day takes break

for the glory of dreams

lay gentle claim

and the story unfolds

before the breaking of day

^____________-\|/-____________^

chang(ing)(e)(s)

With the changing of seasons

comes the changing of tastes

that change what we love

when the place needs a change

whence the changes may come

and the changes do sway

towards changing of love

and changing of space

who can change who we are

when we conquer the change

in the time of the changes

when changes take place

^____________-\|/-____________^

In the gloom

can I see

an eye afar

watching me

making move

I dodge the trees

gliding its way

approaching the fiend

snarls erupt

when pungent smell

halts my charge

it isn't well

claws flash in moonlight

eyes glare in shadows

sniffing the air

and loosing a howl

she springs my way

heavy steps she takes

yet leaves a trail

of blood in her wake

where once she stood

now she lay

with her head

ten feet away

...

In the gloom

can I see

something else

staring at me