On Coming This Far

This road keeps on through day and night,
Further now from habits formed,
The vehicle that carries me
Brings me closer to my harm.

I know that as these wheels turn more
The pain I must endure nears.
This is the only way to form
New strength against my in-bred fears.

As questions form about the task
And fears return to whisper doubts,
I force myself to trust to fate
That from comfort drew me out.

This road keeps on and I with it,
Growing better day by day;
Though at this point I’m fighting still,
I look with longing down the way.

11.1.19

Murmur’s Entice

Glowing moon floats gently high,
Stillness fills the cooling sky,
Silence grips the shifting breeze,
Softly now; you’ll wake the trees.

Steal along with ne’er a sound,
Treading light upon the ground.
Else the shadows will come near;
Thirsty for the taste of fear.

Darkness creeps, just out of sight,
The moon provides a dwindling light.
Snap of twig and creak of stalk,
Betray the spirits subtle walk.

Misty noises float about,
Mired in the thick of doubt.
Is that scraping really there,
Muddied by the thinning air?

Don’t look back, don’t try to run;
Deeply breathe, and feel night’s yawn:
Wind that stirs beneath the boughs,
Bringing hints of lurid growls.

09.18.19