Natty disasters sitt'ng in boneyard wing Hidden rolling shadows re-occurring Tumbles down the rain that does rapture bring All sodden on a golgotha fog·ging Utterly a murky shadows about Danken swollen teeth beyond the tomb square Blindness of the swollen moon thereabout Woe' lightning is striking, bitter air scare The sky cracks as if slashed by a cold knife Somewhere in a yonder thunder blast wave Sneak trees a creaking into the air life Sinister and lil' frosty on the grave Spread quaking fears under a midnight stroke Dulling spirits near shadowy flagstones Grasping dark devils amongst the cloud choke Poet's life, dream captured 'round ghostly tombstones © daniel miltz