Haunting

Folder: 
Holiday Poems

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No one suspected the inordinate

or spirit prone to arrive unannounced

since most years there is smoke

and mirrors and black cats.

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No evil mongers, no workers

of ill will and hell fiends showed 

for the open house. The walls

sweated blood, the cobwebbs

grew exponentially.

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Freddie stayed home feeling he

was out-matched, Michael sharpened

his blades overseas and stayed

away from Massachusettes

refusing to do penance in fire.

Vampyrs stayed in their crypts.

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The house swayed, the ground

quaked with restless dead who hoped

nothing opened their tomb lids.

Necromancers took the night off

because what was awakened

had aready risen, hungry

for the blood of the living.

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Lady A

10-11-17

914p

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

Fascinated by horror? It is a sub-genre of sci-fi fantasy.

~A~
 

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