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

Sunday, 22 April 2012

By the Birth of Roosters

Ron Koppelberger
By the Birth of Roosters
Emerging in hesitant expectation of sunshine and dawn’s
Cool mist, guided by the birth of Roosters’ and babies
In real realms of consciousness and loving embrace,
By destiny and amber tuft, by the allowance of cries in nascent
Brilliance, the shape of betrothal unto the day, unto the will
                                               Of laughter and barnyard bassinets‘.
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