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Heavy Dark

Submitted to Lantern Light challenge

By Adam DiehlPublished 3 months ago 1 min read
Heavy Dark
Photo by Rosie Sun on Unsplash

Like a scepter,

he held it aloft.

The lantern,

his eyes in the gathering dark.

Also, to ward off any man or beast

harboring ill intent.

In the face of shadows he scoffed,

as each awaited their turn.

To be caught in the flickering spark

and their menace ceased.

save for the most cunning

who waited for the oil to be spent.

In the stygian dark surrounding him

unlit by the moonless night

all sound was swallowed whole

save for the crunching of downed branches

He entered the woods not on whim

but in fruitless plight

to find that which was stole

by a thief, who in the lantern light, unaccustomed, blanches.

When dawn awoke

and the light from the lantern waned

no tale of that search was ever again spoke

and no happy ending feigned.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Adam Diehl

Just a husband and father writing things I'd like to read. When I can find the time, that is.

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