Originally written on the 12th October 2014, this poem was an entry for a 50 word fiction competition.
The howling tempest defiles ancient walls.
Luminescence floods the chamber.
Night’s fearsome claws have ensnared me.
I am as corpse in gibbet.
Stygian whispers beckon from the cold beyond.
Thoughts traverse desolate plains, cryptic forests.
Lost in ethereal ruination…
Unshackled, I flee.
Escaping the ruin’s tyrant.