As dark clouds gather, swallowing whole the moon,
Some savage horns, like thunder, rend the silence;
Then come the haunting howls and roars, whose violence
Make mortals cower in locked homes, for soon,
A pandemoniac legion, by hounds led,
Descends from out the storm there thrashing and
Tears through the shuddering wood and trembling land
On smoke-like beasts, inspiring awe and dread.
Beside the black dogs rides their Leader – grim
And hooded on His fierce, phantasmal steed;
While they across the Realm and Heavens speed,
All lights beneath their billowing cloaks turn dim.
Throughout the night, the Wild Hunt rages on
Till chaos turns to calm at break of dawn.
[Ngo Binh Anh Khoa is a teacher of English currently living and working in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam. In his free time, he enjoys daydreaming, reading fiction, and writing speculative poetry. His poems have appeared in Scifaikuest, Weirdbook, Star*Line, Spectral Realms, and other venues.]