The Creatures of Darkness

Michael J. Schaeffer

2/19/2018

The Creatures of Darkness

The Center of the Earth. The Heat and How Natural the Planet Is. A Cycle that is New, Old and Then the Dreaded Dead. Honestly. She Doesn't Care Who She Hurts. She is Her Own Universe. Massive. Expansive. A Black Hole at Times. A Vacuum. Disintegrating. She can Crush, Melt and Drown. Ravage. You, Me, Anything. She, She is Her Own Audience. A Congregation. We all just Hang on to Her like a Child. This Nature. This Underwater Plain. This Gust of Submerged Wind. A Current. A Rip Tide. The Creatures of the Sea. Aliens. Speaking in Light and in Darkness. Disguised. A Probe of a Fashion. This Detection and Almost a Lack of Sight. To Display Their Position with Honesty. Speaking Under Pressure, Stress and Pinned Heavy Weight. The Heat. The Fumes. Fluctuation and Burn. These Creatures of Darkness They Live in Underwater Plains and Canyons. To Disappear in Darkness and Produce Their Own Light. Clear and Fragile to the Touch, but Tough on Their Own. The Center. Earth. Nature and Honor. Unaware and Ready to be Recycled Themselves with No Dare...

M.J.S.

 

  • Author: MJS (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 8th, 2018 17:01
  • Comment from author about the poem: I Saw a Documentary on The Deep Sea.
  • Category: Nature
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