Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Primordial Night by Michael Keshigian

Startled by the intense breath of wind,
the windows rattled as did 
the supportive beams and joints,
creaks and moans that instigated angst.
The maples and oaks raised havoc,
swaying manically,
dropping bits of limbs and leaves,
evoking sounds of mayhem
that flustered his psyche
with ingredients to spawn past ghosts
that invaded and tormented his slumber.
Finally, with one eye open,
he noticed the three-quarter moon 
winking upon the horizon
between menacing clouds,
casting an ashen light
which squatted upon his comforter,
its morbid gaze 
straddling his stilled torso.
This night, he concluded,
folded beneath his blankets,
was filled with dread,
and he, all alone, 
became aware and afraid,
held hostage by moonlight
that highlighted primitive sounds,
inciting shivers through tensed muscles
and shaking extremities,
as he lay with eyes open wide,
attempting to coax daylight from the dark.







Michael Keshigian’s published poetry collections include: BeyondDark Edges, Eagle’s PerchWildflowersJazz Face, Warm Summer Memories, Silent Poems, Seeking Solace, Dwindling Knight, and Translucent View. He is a 6- time Pushcart Prize and 2-time Best Of The Net nominee. (michaelkeshigian.com)

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