Acquainted with the night

It was my turn to choose the topic for one of my writing groups and casting around for something I came across a poem by Robert Frost which I didn’t previously know called ‘Acquainted with the night’, which was such a splendid title, and also a splendid poem, of course. I suggested it to the group and look forward to reading how they were inspired. I, unusually, used t to write my own poem, not in the same league as Frost, obviously, and this is only the first rough draft, but here it is:

I am acquainted with the night

Acquainted with the night, I am acquainted with the night
I wade through pools of darkness and of light
skirting shadows and dark ways
a silent as the cunning soul
who stalks and steps on silent toes
seeking prey with bad intent

Acquainted with the light, I am acquainted with the light
I step through glades of shadow and of night
seeking sunshine and lit ways
still silent and a cunning soul
I stride and march with steadfast tread
still seeking prey with hungry bent

Acquainted with the light, I am acquainted with the night
I hunt with lust in daytime and at dusk
I care not if it’s dark or light
I’m cunning and a secret ghoul
I’m blatant or secret in my hunt
seeking prey with bad intent
still seeking prey with hungry bent
seeking prey with bad intent

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