Ode to sleeping forest

Yonder on the valleys,

There stands a tow'r,

It breaks the birds and their

world,

And lo! Below the tow'r

lies the forest,

The devil's garden,

The green death,

All hath been said but no mortal

passes,

For only there hath been a

greater crossing than this,

Of yonder Moses and the red sea,

Deep within the forest,

Home to the greatest beast,

Fangs that level mountains and break waves

O fangs! tear the lifeblood of the mortal,

For they have tread unaware,

In the sleeping forest....

by, sxj6

p.s if you have any comments about my language or are offended by this poem, feel free to comment.

the moonlight serenade

On the night of the moonlight fade,

Strides the shadow of gray,

Licking at the heels of it's master,

There is no demon, no evil,

But a ghost of no past,

No future, no present,

It walks down the streets of blood,

Singing to the tune of its once

live soul, but is no more,

This is the moonlight serenade....

by, sxj6