The Witching Hour
by Norma Martiri
Inside the deepest, darkest night,
An eerie presence unexplained.
Abstruse dreams jolted with a fright,
My booming heart alert and strained.
A feeble light; my sole defence,
While choked screams fade in cold silence.
Malevolence seeks to devour,
Disquieted souls in this dark hour.
(Rispetto)
Copyright ©: 2011 Norma Martiri
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sonnet to the Nightingale poem – John Milton poems
- Шекспир – Но не боюсь и смерть – Сонет 80
- Tree and Sky by Siegfried Sassoon
- Наталья Хрущева – Бабушка рыцаря
- Robert Burns: Wandering Willie: First Version
- Candle Lord
- On King Arthur’s Round Table at Winchester by Thomas Warton
- Владимир Луговской – Обращение
- On The Plethora Of Dryads by Sylvia Plath
- Orion
- The Applicant by Sylvia Plath
- Sonet 57 by William Alexander
- Галина Гампер – Забываю я все
- Жан де Лафонтен – Львиный указ
- To The Autumn Wind poem – Alfred Austin
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
