Wild Hunt

Screaming baying the hounds are loose
their shrill screaking blare sings out
the noise of hell incarnate
caterwauling across a starless sky
continuing and resounding across this night
evoking howls from earthbound dogs
silence from all other creatures
and dread in human hearts

The wild hunt is loose

Yowling yelps rent the sky into fragments
lamentation fills villages and homes
palpable terror passes from neighbour to neighbour
as terror rides aloft intent on unknown prey
a sudden screech preludes eerie silence
celestial mayhem pauses and stills
the world below baits breath
waits as the hunt fades slowly into the clouds

Silence is not a comfort

Copyright © 2022 Kim Whysall-Hammond

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