The Love of Fear

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By D. R. DiFrancesco

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Fading light settles in

A prelude to the eerie silence of night

Shadows cast their nets over daylights reign

Capturing the throne under cover of darkness

What games are in play

When evil lurks in the minds eye

Clear as sight, solid and treacherous

We fear that which we can imagine

Imagination resurrects the childhood stories and legends told

By Shelly and Stoker and the Brothers Grimm

Feeding the monsters and demons they preach

What odd fellows we are

Envisioning the worst in man and nature

Vividly foretold in ancient myth

In recesses deep and subconscious

We live to love what terrorizes the soul

Extracting joy from what scares us most

A strange conundrum of human nature is this

Void of logic and common sense

That what frightens us should serve to entertainment us

Love of Night

By D. R. DiFrancesco

As days light wanes,

Violet and mandarin hues apprehend the sky,

Birds chirps fade into peaceful silence,

Music of crickets and cicada fill the air,

Serenity found amongst these simple things,

Warmth of day displaced by coolness of evening,

Moon light clear and blue,

Fractured by transient paper-thin clouds,

Romance wafts softly through the shadow laden trees,

Evenings breeze runs it’s fingers through your hair,

Caressing gently like a lover,

There’s beauty in night,

Friendly, an angel known since youth,

Enveloping and safe,

A blanket, warm, inviting and natural,

Good night my love.

 

The Dead of Night (A Poem)

By D. R. DiFrancesco

Nightfall settles in
Overtaking the light
Howling, hooting, cawing sounds
Startled, peering up, down, left, right
Noise from all directions
Fear and angst clutter the mind.

Irrational thoughts of dread
Rustling leaves and brush
Freeze as though flash frozen
“What’s that?” said internally
“Nothing but the wind.” the reply
Nerves pricking the skin like a million needles.

Trembling, feeling breathless
Shadows unfold, something is watching
Moonlight and movement weave their tale
Nonsense as the pace hastens
Trying to outrun torment
Trepidation weighs heavy.

Lightening flashes, knees weaken
Surroundings visible in the flash
Lost, the scene barbaric
Foreboding wrenches at the soul
Uncontrollable, Tears flow in streams
Screaming, the only respite.

Senses amble untamed
Drenched, sweat cold and moist
Disoriented struggling to find the way
Surreal, clutching the sheets
Muscles tighten, eyes open with a jolt
Relieved it was only a nightmare.