Corners, Poetry by Jonathan Baltzly

Genre: Rhyme, Animal, Dark

by Jonathan Baltzly

In the darkest corner

Of the darkest night

Some one yells,

“Hey, boy’s! Let’s have a fight!”

A dog then whispers,

“Hey, not a bad idea,

Perhaps we evade the devil’s sight.”

“No,” says the chipmunk

“I cannot go with you;

Two days’ more and I cannot shake you,

How hard I might.”

Another voice comes from the oak,

“Please give us a chance,

We are mere birds with highest flight,

And all below is in our sight.”

Nothing said in silent tones,

Like a midnight dream on megaphones.

“Where’d you go?”

The old man asked.

“I guess it’s true; it’s the facts.”

He laid deeply down

In his burial site.

On that corner of that evening,

Darkest corner of the night.

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