Nocturnal Chorus

Form: Hymnal Octave

A lifeless gloom descends beneath
The January moon
That forms dark shadows on the heath
As demons call the tune
With snarling words and grinding teeth
Like a cold afternoon
That’s spent among the mourning wreaths
The night has come too soon
Photo by Somya Dinkar on


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