Darkness Waits
written by: Verona Jones
@VeronaJ57
I kneel tonight at your grave,
in the darkness of the night.
Whilst the clouds roll across the skies
and the lightning flashes jagged streaks.
Folded hands shield tear filled eyes
from Morgana as she stands watch.
Staring at me from your gravestone
as the hangman’s noose swings overhead.
My sword I had sworn to you,
your life my blood to keep.
But I have failed and now you rest
in the earthen grave just below my feet.
Ah my sweet it should have been me,
to swing within the stiff hemp rope.
Soon though I will join with you in rest
for Morgana waits to carry my soul.
To summer land where my sweet
once again we shall meet.
VL Jones is a paranormal enthusiast who loves to write horror stories. She is obsessed with anything scary and writes about her experiences at haunted sites. VL Jones also writes articles and stories blended with cryptids and urban legends. Her work has been published in The Haunted Zone: A Horror Anthology by Women Military Veterans by Tundra Swan Publishing. A - Z of Horror: T is for Tarot by Red Cape Publishing, Elements Of Horror: Fire by Red Cape Publishing, and Twisted Nightmares by Michael Bradley. She received her MFA in Creative Writing and MA in English from Southern New Hampshire University and is a long-time member of the Horror Writer's Association (HWA). She lives with her four furry helpers in Tucson, Arizona.
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