Stephies Poems
Too Much Nothing | The Shadowman | The One |
Untitled | They | Autumn |
Garnet | A Summery | Deep Anger |
Excuses | Niasen Iexvana | Return To Basics |
The Shadowman
The bells chime loudly
Crows caw
Gates creak.
The wind howls at her arrival
The bitter cold like a thousand knives digging into her..
What is she doing here?
Why is she here this late at night?
Even she does not know....
But she wanders anyway.
Down the spiral path, past the broken graves
Tripping over rocks
Glancing over her shoulder.
To see the man under her control
The curse she put upon him
The walker between worlds
The end of everything
The ShadowMan.