Through bare

Overarching limbs

Jaggedly swerving

Skewering

The pitiless dark

I ascend

To moonlight’s

Withering call

Awash

In her shadowy illusion

Winter prods

My still

And heedful form

To embark beyond

The weaving

Snarls of bedlam

© William Wright, Jr.

Excerpt from the book “The Slums of Nightfall”

About the Author

 My name is William Lorenzo Wright, Jr. I am the youngest of three children, as well as the only son to two loving and hard-working parents. I am a college student from San Diego California and I hold a deep passion for reading and writing poetry. I was sixteen years old when I first fell in love with poetry and I have been faithful to the craft ever since.

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