Walker

Walker comes out of the storm

Hat slouched over snow white brow

Beard torn by the howling wind

Like ice wolves in his wake

Broad his shoulders

Cold his gaze

One eye icy blue

One gaping silent scream

Through the bar door push

Roar of voices and thunder beat

Grim smile drew
Walker is come

Two men stand with fresh drawn steel

Disputed maid  between

Summoned by the song of steel

Walker is come

Will no one now invite me in

Walker mocks with open grin

Maiden bids him welcome then

As he walks between the steel

Walker grabs an offered beer

One man snarls and grabs at him

Turns the old man spilling beer

And faces him with steel

Walker smiles and looks at him

Writing in the new spilled beer

I know a rune that will keep me

Safe from any steel

The second man pulled the woman near

Put himself between her and steel

Told the first to put up his steel

And let the woman choose

Walker smiled and looked at him

Gave the second a wolf’s cold grin

I know indeed a second rune

That captures a maiden’s love

The first man he did snarl and leave

The second bought the old man beer

The maidens eyes did watch them both

Until Walker stalked away

The couple went upon their way

Found the first man near the road

Lying dead beneath his bike

While Ravens eat his eyes

Walker is abroad tonight

From the storm he watches you

Welcome him and keep the peace

You stand beneath his eye