Even straws wear masks. πΎπ§βπΎπππΎπ§βπΎπππΎπΎπ§βπΎπππΎπ§βπΎπππΎ Corn husks in the wind Scarecrows whisper "hi" to crows
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Linabout a year ago in Poets
Unholy wraiths howl Whisper odious urgings Snare my murky soul
By Cindy Calderabout a year ago in Poets
The Evening shadows Dark denizens of the night Madness soon sets in
By Lillianna Nightveilabout a year ago in Poets
crickets cease singing as footsteps roam the hallway silence feeds the fear
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
they gather to mourn their feathers float through the air masking the darkness
she might be a witch judging mostly by her brew of sharp eyes, curves, chants
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets
DON'T read scary books, or whistle past graveyards--don't, once October starts
It's a small world trying to come together working together.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Poets
Altar bleeds honey Flies kneel where the children prayed the priest chews his tongue
By Autumn Stewabout a year ago in Poets
Jaw cracks far too wide teeth keep growing down my throat Prayers drown in enamel
Torn piece, the lost cloth, Bleeding blood, screeching front door, Stolen lemon, haunts.
By Parvathi Jabout a year ago in Poets
The old man said, βtrust me, boy, this is one shadow better left unlit.β
By Penning Penumbraabout a year ago in Poets