She Rides With the Night
The Guardian of the Range
Listen to the song that inspired the AI images that, in turn, inspired the poem.
Guardian of the eternal mountain
Siren of the dusty cattle range
Riding when the moon’s full
Like some avenging cowboy Ange
Galloping upon a pied charger
Attended to by whirlwinds
The goddess of the cattle drive
Driven by the northwinds
Searching for a lost love
Calling out to him by name
Through shrieking blizzards
She searches far and wide
Stampeding buffalo herds
A spectre hellbent on love
Riding hell for leather
To catch the lone traveler
Out in the winter weather
Looking right through you
With her heterochromy eyes
There’s no place to hide
She can see past your lies
She’ll ride you down
And drag you to hell
So say your prayers
Before the ringing of the bell
And make sure you're tucked
Nice and tight in your bed
Because it’s better to be safe
Than it is to be dead
About the Creator
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Comments (18)
This is an amazing, vivid, and creative piece! 😊
Awesome poem! Love the imagery in is.
A beautiful song and piece of music. ☺️ I had not heard it before. I like the storytelling tone of your piece Mother Combs and was not expecting the dark turn. Your images have turned out swell too!! 😃 Also, forgive me if I’m wrong but has the L accidentally dropped at the end of Angel? Or have I missed something..
Spooky eyes! Great poetry!❤️
Fabulous work Mother! Stunningly beautiful prose!
I can imagine The Corrs singing this! Haven't heard of them in a while.
Fantastic imagery in this - love the shrieking blizzard.
I listened to the song in the background and read your poem. It was beautifully soothing and visual. Loved the song.
Beautiful.
A well-wrought poem! I love the intro to the song. Some great piano work there!
Very lovely. Like a fairytale.
Oooo, I love how dark this was! Also, quick question. In this line, "So say your prays", did you mean prayers* or prays?
Wonderful! Incredible work, Combs! 💝🌟
Ending made me shiver. I hope one days she finds peace🙏🌺🌺🌺
Impressive rhyming ballad!!! Love this!!!❤️❤️💕
OOOOHHHHH! Great imagery! Loved this!
Wow! That was awesome, Mother! 🤩 The last line brought it home!
So his beloved dream angel is really a wraith luring him out to the depths of Hades? Love the song & the poem.