Fools rush in

Death needs no invitation..

  Through darkness yee shall find thee,
  Alone with thyself
  A beast among all; though others still doubt.
  I come in fear; for many I shall take
  On this here day; and throughout for all's wake.

  Alone I wander; my eyes cold as the night
  Fearing no one; not the darkness: nor the light!
  Snarling with fang-like teeth, do I bare,
  For those that surround me;
                           shall scatter if they dare.
I am one: I am many
For disguise I do hide
Withered in costume
Of ungodly pride.

So fear me; if you can
Come to me, if you wish
Let me coddle your form
Eat your bones on thy dish.

Laughter rings forth,
Forgive?
No doubt!
For who shall I conquer?
'Tis the only question that sounds out.

For I call out to the hungry;
the deprived: lonely: the mere man
My shadow of darkness
Blending in with the sand.

Hear my sound of nails as they scratch upon the street
Watch with eyes;
for I shall not forever keep.
Through windowless glass;
I pass by as shadow
My cloak-like figure;
invisible: black as the night air
Laughter rings forth
'You have nothing to fear'.

'Come to me', I call out;
'Come to me; those who dare'!

Screech my words on painted lips with hatred
For forsaken am I;
to thy bowls down below
No man shall trespass
No man shall ever go.

Sneak?
Oh I do!
Watch with blackened eyes;
I shall!

Preying on the helpless;
is what I do best
The greedy; the liars:
the cheaters and thieves
I promise sweet passion
Everlasting release.

Then I laugh..
Oh you poor, poor ignorant children
You disgust me,
make my skin crawl with vile
Fools rush in;
are nothing more than a child.

I will surround thee this here night:
and take what is rightfully mine
For an eternity I have waited;
And finally now is my time.

So scatter little children
Run if you can
Hide behind doorways
Pray for thee mere man.

To the depths of forgiveness;
if only thee knew how
Eyes all around
Eyes in back
I turn not to those;
for cowards as a matter of fact!

No....
I quiver in delight, searching as I do
For ones that are pure
With heart open and new.
The rest I toss aside'
too much a chore
For a fight I delight
That and nothing more.

I chuckle at their fear
I smile at their pain
I care not for thy suffering;
for I have done same!

I spread out my wings;
soon do take flight
For fools that rush in;
Ahhhh..

Are for my taking this here night! 

© 2011 Donna R Tivoli

Author's Note

Reviews

[Patches I'm not so new..]

This is a great and scary piece Maggie a wonderful "campfire" tale to be told while roasting marshmellow, or s'mores or hot dogs; a magnificent Hallowe'en story. But to my mind a bit on the long side and that to me detracts from the impact of the story Just one person's opinon I'd rate this an eighty-nine but only because of it's length. After reading this again with the sound effects I must needs revise mine critique.
The music brings a whole new demention to the piece it seem now that the poem is just long enough and the words of it echo in the mind of the reader as the music slowly seeps into the conscienceness a relly diffrent effect is felt when the two meld together Gumba Bravo!

[Arabdha]

talk about the hideous power that death possesses..a dark one this is..beautiful verses..

[iamkim]

I had goosebumps :)) You have written this with the intention of giving your readers the thrill while going through the lines, and you done it successfully! What a great poem!

[emmajoy]

Oh my goodness, you've gone to town here .. near scared me to death with all that creepiness, shouting out your darksome visits! Can near the see death's drooling as it goes from here to there screaming its business, calling for the poor souls of men, women and dear, sweet children. There are some vivid stanzas in this, ' Sneak? ~ Oh I do! ~ 'Watch with blackened eyes; ~ I shall! ' ... 'So scatter little children ~ Run if you can ~ Hide behind doorways ~ Pray for thee mere man.'

Gothic tale, strong words, clear succession of scenes .. wow, Magdelena!