Daniel Miltz Poet Quatrain

Graveyard Dream

Natty disasters sitting in boneyard wing
Hidden rolling shadows re-occurring
Tumbles the rain that rapture bring 
All sodden on Golgotha fog·ging

Utterly murky shadows about 
Dank teeth beyond the tomb square
The blindness of the swollen moon thereabout
Lightning strike, bitter air scare

The sky cracks as if slashed by a knife 
Somewhere in yonder thunder blast wave
Sneak trees creak into the air life
Sinister and frosty on the grave

Spread quaking fears under midnight stroke
Dull spirits near shadowy flagstones
Grasping dark devils amongst the cloud choke
A poet's life, a written dream captured around ghostly tombstones

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John Herlihy January 29, 2017 at 11:37 AM I've written a few poems set in graveyards in my time so I know where you are coming from, especially in the last line where you invoke the poet. There is some stunning phrasing here and captured images. Overall, eerie, spooky. JH