My first Halloween poem of the season.
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Something rode him hard--
crawled across the yard—
hand upon his head
wishing he were dead.
Something rode him hard.
Something whipped him mean.
left pools red on green.
Sold his soul, teeth gnash
causing him whiplash.
Something rode him hard.
Something whipped him mean.
Something laughed with glee …
sinister … a she.
Perspiration, sweat,
rivers all around
made him nearly drown.
Something rode him hard.
Something whipped him mean.
Something laughed with glee.
Something stole the light.
Day turned frightful night.
Hot, burnt by desire,
flames burst, he’s on fire.
Something rode him hard.
Something whipped him mean.
Something laughed with glee.
Something stole the light.
Something made her turn.
Seeking more to burn
mounts another steed
filled with anger, greed.
Something rode him hard.
Something whipped him mean.
Something laughed with glee.
Something stole the light.
Something made her turn.
Happy Halloween. A volume of Horrible Haunts & Twisted Tales taken from the horror books La Belle Rouge has written every October for a decade and a half. If you have read her works in the horror genre, you know the invitation is for you to enjoy thr
The fortunate inherit riches, prestige, positive notoriety. Those not so lucky bear legacies filled with poverty, infamy or, worse yet, the unhinged insanity and murderous urges of their ancestors.
The fortunate inherit riches, prestige, positive notoriety. Those not so lucky bear legacies filled with poverty, infamy or, worse yet, the unhinged insanity and murderous urges of their ancestors.
Yes they do - and quite a Halloween write, Sandra.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Well done Sandra..
Awesome art.......
Hugs & stuff