Within The Dark Recesses Poem by Alex Garr

the sea of blood and menace
churning in the maelstrom
waves of scarlet crash against the land
the tower of bones glittering like old snow on its hill on high
in the pale glow of the dying sun
lightning forks down from the heavens
brightening the night with its purple light

horrors born of black fire rise out of mud and dust
to go to war against the creatures of light
orbs caper and prance about the precipice
as crimson brine crashes into rocks
ribbons of color shoot into existence
twirling about death without fear
faeries wrap embracing hands around oozing shoulders