ANOTHER LOST SOUL

This piece was inspired by a piece of amazing graphic art that I found on DeviantArt. I requested to use the pic with my poem from the person who created it, but never heard back from him. :(

Hanging low 
behind ominous clouds, 
the suspended moon looms large, 
giving the illusion one could touch it, 
causing a supernatural feel 
to the already eerie night.

Darkness encompasses 
the fleeing coach
like a shroud, 
leaving the feeling 
a demonic sinister presence 
waits in the shadows
ready to pounce.

A horde of bats flit overhead
erratically as if to lead the
ill-fated journey.

Bare trees 
encroach like spindly arms 
reaching out to grab anyone 
who dares come within their reach,
like mammoth spiders in webs 
waiting for their prey.

Swathed in a scarlet cloak, 
the faceless driver 
only adds to the creepiness 
as a lone black stallion 
shimmers under the moonlight,
racing in a thundering gallop 
as if Lucifer, himself, is at the reins.

Within the crimson coach, 
a lost soul has fallen victim 
to this red phantom.

The veiled moon 
casts looming shadows 
that dance maniacally, 
as another lost soul 
the dark angel snatches
for all eternity.

© 2015 Suzanna Jayne Mullins