Dean Meredith

A Dark Wind Blew - Poem by Dean Meredith

What was that?
The wind said
As it breathed
… Death
Into the room
And weaved
A withered foot
And limped
Candle lit
… Unholy
In the gloom
It said …
Rush away
Be gone
Be gone
And soon

A storm of thoughts
Thundered on
And rained …
Over the moon
Old dead wood
Creaked and moaned
Grinding teeth …
Through skin and bone
Blood sparks flew
From rusted nails
Windows shrieked
The banshee wailed
Beautifully done son
Beautifully done
The darkness …
Will help you see

Comments about A Dark Wind Blew by Dean Meredith

  • Bronze Star - 2,162 Points Sally Plumb Plumb (7/31/2012 4:25:00 AM)

    I thought this was wonderful.Absolutely gripped by its speed. (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • Rookie - 0 Points Simon Collins (5/8/2012 4:34:00 AM)

    Stirring dark poem, very cool, thankyou (Report) Reply

Read all 2 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Monday, May 7, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 8, 2012

[Hata Bildir]