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They Return On Hallow's Eve

Cold splinters the black night. Between the aged headstones, Sullen eyes move through the mist. This one night they live again. Black hearts beat once more, Blood lust again unleashed. Evil hovers above the open grave, Ears deaf to the howling of the damned. The night of terror has begun…..

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James Fraser

Date: 10/22/2009 12:05:00 PM

Excellent Haloween write Barbara >> James

Danny Nunn

Date: 10/21/2009 4:24:00 PM

A scary good write, enjoyed it...thanks on The old outhouse....no it does not bring back great thoughts, but the Castor Oil was worse...Thanks Danny

Gene Williamson

Date: 10/21/2009 8:27:00 AM

And a Happy Halloween to you, Barbara! (Also, thanks so much for your great comment of Pink Lady). -gene.

Elaine George

Date: 10/20/2009 2:01:00 AM

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Chills ran up my spine. Good one, Barbara. Love, Elaine

John Patrick Robbins Aka Gonzo

Date: 10/19/2009 10:59:00 AM

Great write love it really Halloween is my favorite time of the year so this poem really brings back some great memories

Robin L. Gass

Date: 10/19/2009 5:45:00 AM

Excellent work, Barbara! Well written and very intense. It sounds like the opening/intro of a horror novel. Well done! Love, Robin

Michael Jordan

Date: 10/18/2009 7:03:00 PM

Barbara wow - ssspooky - loved it - school is going very well - it is quite the challenge I'm not very well educated at all but at mid term I have 3a 1a- its all basic ed and typing - I love it though hon its like I'm back to where my life went astray and making the corrections to become who I should have been all along - thank you for asking -YF4l - God Bless,mj

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Date: 10/18/2009 2:14:00 PM

Ooooooooohhhh that's sssssscccaaarrryyy! Shivering jitters, what terror lurks near the deads' stones. Excellent Halloween poem, Barbara.

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire

Date: 10/17/2009 11:27:00 PM

Dear Barbara, I'm scared Please Hold me in Your arms all night until the morning Light and beyond LOVE YOU ALWAYS...HG

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 10/16/2009 2:14:00 PM

You certainly set the mood for a night of ghosts rising to "live again" on Halloween, Barbara. Great work, my fellow LNC. Love, Carolyn

James Marshall Goff

Date: 10/15/2009 7:14:00 PM

I know this spirit, BG... and have looked him in the eyes... fine art here! my friend!... jim