The Dullahan

The Dullahan by Sovereign

The road wailed through the weird,
as fear would rise from orchard to weald,
galloping nightmares in fecundity;
galloping nightmares in ferocity.

The door died on the hinge,
as locks would rust from Hell to home,
shivering in the cold decline;
shivering in the cold denial of time.

The end arrived upon a steed of twilight,
as death would reign from terror to trite,
encroaching lash of that human spine;
encroaching damnation of searching eyes.

The soul was gone,
perished with a call,
from the Dullahan.

oil on panel 18 x 24 in. framed 21 x 27
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