poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009


The night was dark
The day was bright
I think I saw
Think I saw light

It came from a circle
High up in the sky
But this circle vanished
As this day passed by

It threw upon us darkness
Behind us it crept
And it grew as the circle
Over the sky swept

And when it slowly vanished
Behind the worn out hills
The darkness that was banished
Crept out! And swallowed us all!

And there it is still, standing, demanding
Draining us of all hope.