In a moment of Poe I found myself writing a poem, not my usual thing, so please forgive me for indulging. I am hopeful that you might enjoy it 🙂
Out of the mist came galloping,
A horse as dark as night,
His breath blew clouds in the frosty air,
And its hooves remained out of sight.
As the hoof falls changed their echoing tone,
From solid wood to cobble stone,
The lone man stood in the shadows watching,
Knew it was time he should run for home.
The rider sat easy in the saddle,
His face all hidden in shadow,
His cloak billowing out behind,
Like ripples on the Rhine.
No curtains twitched in the windows or faces appeared to see,
No mortal dared to look upon one such as he.
Each dark night that lay shrouded in mist,
Gave rise to this morbid twist,
A dark horse and rider galloping through the night,
Re-living an unearthly fight,
In minutes the air would ring with sword clashes,
The darkness alight with muzzle flashes,
Ending in a woman’s scream,
Ending the riders earthly dream.
Kate Trinity xxx
Horror and Fantasy Author – Also writing as K.T. McQueen. Love Western Horror, cowboy boots, my cactus Collin, & my Demon Cat.
Moths – I hate moths, the way they flutter at your face!
