Thursday Poem: Those Dark Corners

Those Dark Corners

The day begins so slowly with the night
slipping reluctantly down from the mind
like some dark creature of the shadow places
retreating hesitant before the dawn
can come and take its hiding places away.

The light will come soon now and chase away
all those dark corners where the fear and dread
still wait, reluctant to face the light, they scamper
away to those dark corners where the day
will never venture, even at its brightest.

For there are those dark places in the corners
always just where we never want to look,
the shadows where such things will grow and breed
and waiting for the darkness to come back.