Storm

Fractures of lightning
Illuminate the downpour
Before the thunder

Cold

Winter’s minion howls
It’s frigid moonlight keening
Rends the mind and soul

Promise

Midnight’s lustrous moon
Bears witness to the promise
Of the newborn year.

Beneath

His smile hangs askew,
while unseen tribulations
rent rifts in his soul.

The Void

Seeping like a stain
Across the fabric of time.
I am the darkness.