poetry

The Dark of Night

As the rays of the sun, lay down for the night,
We rise from the gloom, away from day’s hateful light,
We laugh and we love, we are children of the moon,
We revel in darkness, in shadow and in doom,
We seek in the night, the peace that we crave,
We find it in twilight, as we escape from the grave,
Watch us, envy us, but take care what you find,
We are with you always…in the dark of your mind…

Copyright 2004 by Andrea Dean Van Scoyoc

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Author: Mari Adkins

Appalachian gothic fiction writer - my works reflect a love of literature flavored by the darkness and magic residing in these ancient mountains. In my spare time, I'm a Simmer, I tumbl, I journal, but I always have a very strange sense of humor. I have lived away from the mountains and lived deep in the mountains. I currently live in Central Kentucky with my lifepartner and his cat. The mountains, their culture, their superstitions, their particular magics, will always be in my blood.