Demon Eastoe

The Night Carriage - Poem by Demon Eastoe

It's tail fanned out behind it,
It's mane flew out like a flag,
It's eyes glinted in the half light
as down the road it ran.

It's fur was a blanket of shadows
that coated this horse of night,
Where it trod there was darkness,
and where it trod there was light.

The carriage it pulled was just as dark,
made of black metal and wood,
The carriage is hidden from mortal eyes,
until beside it you stood.

The driver was all but a mystery,
standing up on the roof,
guiding the horse with a twitch of the reins,
taming those wild hoofs.

And off it goes...
Into the sunlight...
like a beacon.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

I was just sitting, and then, I felt a niggling feeling at the back of my head, and a whisper, and then a voice said:
Its tail fanned out behind it...
before you know it, i ended up with this.

Comments about The Night Carriage by Demon Eastoe

  • (1/28/2013 12:07:00 PM)

    Oopsy. sorry I removed that vote! Dog was sitting on my hand and I clicked reset votes! sorry! (Report) Reply

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  • (1/25/2013 8:32:00 PM)

    Gorgeous! You've got talent! Good job :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, January 28, 2013

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