Nocturnal Rites

by

Clarius Ugwuoha

Author's quote: " poetry is the motion of the mind.

I am poetry and what I write is but a translation!"

The night sweats with mysterious calls
Waves of drumbeats stab the coven's lair

The night is blind in its luminous eye
Owls and vultures perch on surrounding trees

Dead to the stern reproach of day
You dance to your grisly beats.

Dark sepulchral voices
Chant inchantations and spells

You drink portions of blood
Blood from my veins

Your pots boil with the heat of my life
Your faces shine with the sweat from my brow

Must I sleep smothered in your deadly arms
Must I grieve for days on end?

Hidden in the darkest depth of the dark, do wait
Daylight comes!

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Today
by: Annette Doyle
from: Sydney, NSW, Australia

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