Stranger

In the silence of the darkness

The stranger came to call

He banged on doors with hardness

Disturbing one and all.

 

The stranger he was solemn

Black cape wrapped round his form

His footsteps soundly trodden

His presence like a storm

 

Who was that man the stranger

No one dared to go and look

He seem to be a danger

No one saw the path he took.

 

~Corinne Jones.

©2018, Corinne Jones

Reproduced with permission.

(Art: “Winter Rags” by  Richard Lithgow.)