The Shadowmare

THE SHADOWMARE This ancient tale from so long ago, Thought to be lost for years, you know. Strangely now it’s been resurrected Far sooner than anyone expected. This ancient story buried within a pit, Never read alone unless light is lit A tale so dark it’s beyond compare Known only as The Shadowmare. As recalled by elders from times past, Some said the words as was their last. For when all alone and light is lost No good will come of fingers crossed For in the dark lurks a shadow there Yes, that my friend is the Shadowmare. You blame your eyes for tricks that deceive But fear holds you fast you dare not leave Did you see it move? Or a trick of the eye Did you hear a sound? Or a haunting sigh. It’s just your imagination taking flight, But still it keeps you awake every night, Till time is fled and your mind does snap And fatigue wears you down into its trap, To loose your mind to an irrational fear That is when the shadowmare will appear. 28th September 2016