Something Wicked This Way Comes…

[Father]

Something Wicked This Way Comes…

On an ancient night
The Fool Moon rises
And demons end their fast

No spirit pure
May stay the course
On the eve of The Dark Ones repast

In the deepening dusk
Wicked winds blow
A Firstborn Evil ashore

In the land of men
With this fell seed
Only death will be evermore

[Buh4Bee]

This one kind of reminds me of the poem I just posted 2010. You very nicely commented on it. I have to say I always love this style of poetry.

[Father]

Thank you jersea, I am glad you liked it.
This is my favorite type of poem to write, the dark ones, although I usually like to put contrasts and twists in them too!