by Don Holmes | Sep 23, 2010 | Poetry
With white shuttered windows And baskets of flowers The cottage was perfect A place to spend hours The inside was cosy An inglenook fire A space to relax in For folk to retire All this was dressing A respectable stance For this was a place Where the Devil would dance...
by John Sinclair | Oct 30, 2008 | Poetry
Its Halloween the time to scream Ghosts and Monsters will haunt you as you dream No one is safe not even the queen The Ghosts will ruffle your hair As they fly through the air They will blow on your cheek Just to make you shriek You lie in your bed and start to shake...
by Michaela Turner | Oct 21, 2008 | Poetry
On All Hallows Eve the dead shall rise To walk freely amongst the living Reaping revenge on all mankind Being ruthless and unforgiving Doors will creak, windows will slam Things will go bump in the night All the children who go trick or treating Are sure to get a big...
by A. R. Lewis | Oct 15, 2007 | Poetry
Flickering shadows dance in shafts of moonlight, Their music screeching winds, and hooting Owls. Castle ruins crumbling walls, and gaping windows, The stage where past Spectres play Their Halloween party games of old, Their cackling laughter, screams of terror Echoing...
by A. R. Lewis | Sep 24, 2007 | Poetry
A raven croaked, flitted across the castle ruins. Pale streaks of moonshine casting shadows. Weird shapes of ruined walls looked menacing. The witching hour neared its time. A shrieking witch, long nosed and pointed hat, Broomstick and cat screamed around the castle...
