Welcome to Horror Rush. Feel free to comment on any of the art you see. This is a place for the homeless, Maybe the lost and wandering. The Stories art and poetry are a reflection of the world we live in and how it deals with us, sometimes good and often not. If you care to send me something inspirational or otherwise I'd be happy to post it here. Give your self a chance to ponder the wont of a dream, a bidden future and the chance of a distant sun, this is Horror Rush and as the title implies there are those things that we have little control over, Maybe this blog will help with the expedition into the unknown.

Will

Monday, 19 March 2012

Night-Tide Hearts

Ron Koppelberger
Night-tide Hearts
Caused by the dreams of ancient tribes and forbidden
Oracles in ash, the polished gem in reflections gaze,
An adept sooth in motley arrays of blood,
Borne amongst the tears of a quiet fear, raged beneath the
Staid surface, the weary betrothal of
Ebony sands and night-tide hearts aflame with
The desires of wild eyes and wolves
Dancing in rhythm with the mantles of
Oblivion.
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