Friday, February 04, 2005

dark (dp)

a cave, dark
damp
water, heavy with minerals
drip, drip, drips
a slight breeze urges me on
toward the way out
I fight the urging
go into the depths
of the darkness

2 comments:

Anonymous Poet said...

I find this to be kind of erie/spooky . . . I hope that is an intended (or at least acceptable) effect!

Unknown said...

It was a dream I had, it was a bit eerie, but I wasn't afraid.