The Midnight World
A surrealist poem I wrote. :)
I am an eternal wanderer.
Last night I slept in a forest glade.
The distant howling of a night wolf
Roused me from my deep slumber.
When I awoke on my bed of grass,
A mystical fog enveloped me.
And when my eyelids fluttered open,
I beheld the midnight world.
I once thought the sky was intangible,
But as I craned my neck upwards,
I embraced it as my sublime canopy.
The pearly clouds were my cozy blankets.
The stars, once just twinkling dots,
Were truly diamonds trapped in black velvet.
The moon was not a shiny circle,
But my glowing beacon of light.
The raindrops pouring from the heavens
Were my cascading tears of sorrow.
The thunderbolt flashing in a yellow zigzag
Was the livid claw of an almighty beast.