Night’s Embrace- Michael Erickson

Feet crunching upon dried leaves,

Rustling between gentle breathes of wind.

Brisk air caresses my body, giving me gooseflesh and shivers.

As I watch this world descend into fire and darkness.

As a leviathan diving to the deep the sun slips beneath a coming wave.

Night fills the holds of day plunging me into its undulating embrace.

Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.

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