The moon behind an angry sky
Lit the daunting nimbus clouds,
And howling wind like deathly screams
Tore through the naked oak tree limbs.
Against the gray and black a flash
Exposed a visage dark and eerie,
Far beyond the old dead tree
Whose limbs like crooked fingers waved.
The thunder rumbled in the dark
Like a crazed and growling dog,
When something moved, then disappeared
Behind the old fence by the barn.
A chill ran through me like a wave,
And petrified I couldn’t move.
As crushing weight hit my chest
I screamed in bloody terror.
Claws punctured my skin as I screamed
And I woke to see a face in fear.
My once sleeping cat, now leapt high
And quickly out the bedroom door
A Halloween night Pumpkin and I
Will remember ever more