Prince of Darkness
December's night breeze
rustles the leaves, rumples
forest's underbelly
betraying sanctuary's silence.
A haloed bronze statue
shines upon bared branches,
hears the pious prayers
of deliverance;
with angelic wings swoops down,
unearths the devout. Yet even
the Prince of Darkness gives thanks
before devouring his evening meal.
by Margaret Bednar, December 3, 2013
This is linked with Poet's United "Verse First - The Owl".
20 comments:
Margaret,
A great poem giving praise for the being of The Prince of Darkness. Nicely crafted....
Eileen
and the head turning all the way round!
good response to the prompt, Margaret ~
This has such a great feel to it and I love thinking the forest has an underbelly.
That owl is much the awesome, just like your closing lines.
awww.
Awesome shot of this gorgeous owl. Also love your poem!
Gorgeous view and I love your ending~ I was waiting for the hoot!
What a beautiful photo here, Margaret! Amazing to be able to capture the look of an owl THAT clearly.
ha. what irony in those closing lines...that even the prince of darkness gives thanks for his meal...
A very cute and lovable prince of darkness! love it.
All the years i knew you, i never had a true appreciation for your artistry. i've been needing more of your motherly inspiration lately. <3 -hannah lashuay
I want to echo Brian's comment - pondering a grateful Prince of Darkness - what angelic features can remain in the demons of night? So fun to contemplate.
Ha! Profound truths in this poem, Margaret! And should he/she eat the evil and tainted? No! Gratitude.
What a fantastic owl photo. Wowzers! Love your poem about the Prince of Darkness. I love it that he is grateful for his meal.
I loved the religious imagery
Great photo! How did you get him to look straight at you?!
Really the 'prince of darkness'. Its very presence awakens the night.
Nicely written ..:-)
the prince of darkness is gorgeous
.....like the lines of the poem :)
Brilliant...especially I loved the concluding lines :)
profound! an uplifting close.
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