Never Endeavor
Felt like channeling my inner Shakespeare by writing in iambic pentameter. Only difference is I'm less than a hundredth of what Shakespeare was and I'm pretty sure he never wrote in such a gothic tone. I'm also taking a "Monsters in Literature" course at the moment, so that may have been some inspiration.
I hope all who reads this enjoys my attempt at stringing a simple narrative in this well-known form of poetry.
Never Endeavor
By Keskron
Endeavor not the moon that glares above.
Do not walk into spectral woods unplanned.
his haunt is there, he'll take you where
sharp shadows loom, macabre and grand.
Because of this, I warn you now to keep
your children safe, your flock secure from harm.
Don't taunt his nose, for he likes those
that smell of concern and alarm.
But please, don't think it wrong of him to hunt.
He's just like you, or me, a hungry one
whose life departed, coal-black hearted,
accursed from heaven's light: the sun.
So please, tell everyone you know and love
that there is nothing much to see or fear.
For he is kind enough, at least.
Now bow your head and let me feast.