Hell Yeah Cthulhu Mythos

This is a blog dedicated to the Cthulhu Mythos, created by Howard Phillips Lovecraft, and contributed to by countless authors. Mostly art with an accompanying quotes will be posted, and a source to the artist, if I can find them. Hopefully you enjoy it as much as I do!

Posts tagged poetry

Apr 1
Night Gaunts
A Poem by H.P. Lovecraft.
Out of what crypt they crawl, I cannot tell,But every night I see the rubbery things,Black, horned, and slender, with membranous wings,They come in legions on the north wind’s swellWith obscene clutch that titillates and stings,Snatching me off on monstrous voyagingsTo grey worlds hidden deep in nightmare’s well.
Over the jagged peaks of Thok they sweep,Heedless of all the cries I try to make,And down the nether pits to that foul lakeWhere the puffed shoggoths splash in doubtful sleep.But ho! If only they would make some sound,Or wear a face where faces should be found!
Credit for the image goes to Robert M. Thomas. Awesome work!

Night Gaunts


A Poem by H.P. Lovecraft.

Out of what crypt they crawl, I cannot tell,
But every night I see the rubbery things,
Black, horned, and slender, with membranous wings,
They come in legions on the north wind’s swell
With obscene clutch that titillates and stings,
Snatching me off on monstrous voyagings
To grey worlds hidden deep in nightmare’s well.

Over the jagged peaks of Thok they sweep,
Heedless of all the cries I try to make,
And down the nether pits to that foul lake
Where the puffed shoggoths splash in doubtful sleep.
But ho! If only they would make some sound,
Or wear a face where faces should be found!

Credit for the image goes to Robert M. Thomas. Awesome work!