Poem about being frightened late at night in the countryside

THE FRIGHTENING

Dark at night,
And the stars aglow,
Crunching on gravel
Down below

And the winds blowing fierce
And the winds blowing slow
As the trees bend uneasy,
Leaning to and fro

And the fields have found a feeling
That sucks me from my gaze
And I'm living in the darkness
Where only darkness stays,

Flying to the Frightening,
Lost within strange fear -
I turn my head and look away,
The Frightening is too near.

Here's a dark poem about fear by Anthony Hecht - with a sinister ending: Lizards and Snakes

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