Eight-line Poems

Nocturne 2

Nocturne 2

Midnight in the garden of good and evil,
the darkness deepens in preparation for the dawn,
malevolence grows and spreads its tentacles,
through tangled vine and grasping thorns,
small creatures burrow down to hide,
from creeping reptiles, scathing scorn,
dark the questing fingers of bad intent,
dark the evil struggling to be born.


Line count: 8
Rhymed abcbdbeb
For Express It In Eight, 01.15.23
Prompt: Midnight in the garden of good and evil.