Nightmare's Respite

~The Nightmare and Her Dream~

Woe, dusky mare,
We waste and while away
Each twilight with such drear,
Waiting . . .

Wan, sullen steed,
We have trod all night.
Both barebacked, burning,
Spurred by fear, despair . . .
Wait . . .

Whoa, nightmare,
Dawn betides.
We must part in arrears.
So temper your warm shoes
In frore respite.
We wend again tonight!

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Painting and poem inspired by folklore, D&D, and my troubles with sleep.

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