Moonless Night
by Michael Dennis Bolton, November 28, 2021
I move upon the twilight path;
The starlight filtered through the trees
My heart is still, no joy or wrath
Among the trunks and scrub I see
The shadows cast from every sun
in all directions near and far
each joining each, becoming one
the paltry light from each cold star
The sacred night is made from this
Darkness blurs all vision’s sight
Mortal eye with detail missed
Births sweet imaginings in the night.
And so I walk with primal things
in shadows passed upon my way
Eldritch wights and fairy kings
‘Till shadows flee with break of day.