Dark Nights

Dark days etched upon my mind

Black clouds swirling up above

The deep contrast of colours form illusions in my sight

I hope they settle through the night 

The clatter of thunder the pounding of hooves

Like an army of horses galloping in the heavens

The ground consumed with rain and leaves

Where the trees have been battered with no reprieve 

I keep warm by the fire with curtains drawn

A book to comfort me as the world outside succumbs

To the vast never ending turmolt 

of dark tumultuous nights