chronofreak

Darkness By Joe Galluzzi The sky shades to purple, shadows reach out, The gloom covers the land; day is now night. All take shelter as children cry and shout, Locking doors and shutting windows in fright. With the day at an end, darkness prevails, And night resumes its terror once again. Through murky clouds of twilight the moon pales, Summoning night's dreaded beasts from their den. Phantoms glide through town, lurking in the shade, Causing horror throughout and frightful dismay. The folk cower in fear, clearly afraid, Wishing for the end, eager for the day. Dawn finally comes, the land bathed in light. The ghouls have gone...

The Road Not Taken By Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth. Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same. And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere