Do Not Go Meekly Into That Dark Night
written by: Ken Gosse
On Halloween it seemed obscene
to not accept a dare
and then display, to friends’ dismay,
an air of laissez-faire.
Just close your eyes and realize
the demons in your mind
will disappear so you won’t hear
the screams they leave behind.
Out late at night, an awful fright
would take them by surprise.
They chanced to view not one but two
bright red and glowing eyes
behind the trees through which a breeze
was wafting dark perfume;
its sulf’rous stench made their guts wrench—
the fumes of dread and gloom.
A graveyard’s not the wisest spot
to venture late at night,
but none returned, so we’ve not learned
if they all died of fright.
Ken Gosse prefers writing short, rhymed verse with traditional meter usually filled with whimsy and humor. First published in First Literary Review–East in November 2016, since then in Pure Slush, Home Planet News Online, Spillwords, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, and others. Raised in the Chicago suburbs, now retired, he and his wife have lived in Mesa, AZ, over twenty-five years with rescue cats and dogs underfoot.
Latest posts by Ken Gosse (see all)
- Do Not Go Meekly Into That Dark Night - October 30, 2024
- Two of a Kind - July 26, 2024
- Wisdom of The Ancients - May 27, 2024
