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

Ron Koppelberger
Morning Songbird
Murmuring beyond the favor of harmonies in virtue,
In grumbles and prayers, chaste sensations
Of evocative divinity, a veil in fires of
Abandon, the mystery in reason rather than burdens
Aquiver with pleasure and bond, a quick tempered
Coffee in sweet sugary sips and smooth mooca waves of
                           Relation, morning songbird soliloquies whispering to the faith of a new day.
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