Beyond the edges of the light,
live the prisoners of the night
Sleeping unknown creatures,
only stirring with the waning light,
Subtle sounds heard moving,
feeding imaginations now unnerved
Creatures with eyes light useless,
only darkness do they serve.
Awake and hunger driven,
eating others that grow tails,
Yes monsters do run rampant,
in that realm where all light fails
Leslie R Hennick copyright 10/2017
Leslie Hennick 