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Halloween Story

10/31/2019

 
Come to my house in the dark of the moon
On the night when the veil grows thin
Enter, and see what waits within

A blood-curdling scream
Silent wings glide by
A raven, an owl, or a ghoul?

I sit on the porch with my madly carved grin
My candle lights the way in
To my house in the dark of the moon

Guests come creeping along the ground
Slithering through the leaves
Staggering down the walk

Do you hear that skittering in the yard?
Is it leaves being tossed by the wind?
Or something more sinister, stalking?

A pale face swims out of the dark
with round black eyes and very sharp teeth
She’s waiting for you

Is your heart pounding in your throat?
Can you run? Can you hide?
Do you have the breath to scream?

Ignore the tingle on the back of your neck
The shiver along your spine
That sense that someone’s watching you

Look over your shoulder
There’s nothing there
Or is there?
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Are you brave enough to walk up the steps?
Come through the door to see what waits
In my house in the dark of the moon
Julie
11/6/2019 07:40:16 pm

What a great piece, Kathy! Your poetry flows and tells a spooky story. Creepy and elegant at the same time. Brava!


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