Darkness is the murk
where a monster lurks
and the gulp of sky
in the depths of night
when no stars glisten
and no moon listens
to the hoot of an owl
or a wild wolf’s howl.
Darkness is the smother
beneath the covers
when you get it in your head
something’s under the bed
or in the wardrobe, waiting at night
for the dreaded click of the bedroom light.
Kim M. Russell, 31st January 2019
My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Darkness is…
This week Sumana is in the host’s chair with darkness. She asks if it is intrinsically bad or something that lies in between good and evil; what colour it is; whether it’s a part of life, a necessity; what it is, when it comes and where it lives.
She has given us inspiration with quotations from Yousuf Karsh and Margaret Atwood, as well as poems from Federico Garcia Lorca, Lucille Clifton, Emily Dickinson and Robert William Service.