5. Poetry

Little Demons

Posted by ElshaHawk on January 18, 2021January 18, 2021

Little demon sprites came over to play

wearing friendly faced masks in light of day

As darkness fell, their guises discarded

They tugged harder at me as I grew disheartened

Dimmer the light, no moon in the sky

Crying for help, now afraid and blind

Demons pulled my dress, my hair ties

Shimmer and shine, a face old and wise

Scattering demons, hissing in spite

My tear streaked face, my dress a sight

“Have you learned your lesson?” he inquired

“Resist temptation,” in relief, I replied

And watching for masks in the day

I kept many a demon at bay

Published by ElshaHawk

Elsha Hawk is a center-brained, imaginative, pragmatist who errs on the side of optimism. She is a writer, mom, teacher, wife, and go-getter. She has dabbled in ebooks, researched marketing and promotion of herself, joined social media, and written both solo and with a co-author Eddie-Joe Young. She won the short story contest, "Write to Win", in Writer's Journal and was published in the Nov/Dec 2009 issue. She also published a short story in Eclectic Flash in the April 2010 issue. View all posts by ElshaHawk