Howl at the Dark Horse

The dark horse will gallop

The cold wind will howl

Thunder roll and lightning flash

Red clouds boil across the sky

Heat and chill will meet then clash

Chattering calls of mad magpie

Keening cry in dead of night

Laments of empty day brought

Feed the endless appetite

Always seeking never caught

From the dragons goblet drink

Chase the magic from the day

Teeters oh so close the brink

Far from meadows of the fae

Ride that dark horse long and hard

Past that river of blue ice

Howling you greet yon graveyard

Once this journey will suffice

The dark horse will gallop

The cold wind will howl

~ Ellen Apple 7/4/2016

writing prompt Howl at the Dark Horse