Black Riders Came From The Sea

Black riders came from the sea.
There was clang and clang of spear and shield,
And clash and clash of hoof and heel,
Wild shouts and the wave of hair
In the rush upon the wind:
Thus the ride of sin.

by Stephen Crane

Comments (4)

Hyperion welcomed by the glories of the morning…subtle quatrain bringing freshness…to body and soul…
Birds are very optimistic. They sing to their Maker whatever the weather. Beautiful write, Leonard. Warm regards, Sandra
A glorious salute to the sun. love, Allie xxxx
very pensive nostalgic..