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‘Twas on a long winding road drive and decided to roam
around an old town down by the emerald reverie.
I came across an old charming Victorian home,
so full of pulchritude and stunning beauty. 
It had a tall steeple and circular dome-
how delightful it would be to see. 

I stopped and looked in pure awe,
white pillars encompassed the porch.
Such old furnishings inside the foyer I saw.
It was so dark and gloomy, so I lit a small torch. 
There was a small Persian kitty and he lifted his paw-
he was fiery orange and tangerine, so I named him Scorch. 

All of a sudden, the front door slammed shut with might!
My heart skipped a beat and I shrieked in doomed fear.
The old house went ebon black and I had no sight,
but I could sense a strange apparition so near. 
Scorch ran up the sill in dread and fright-
on the wall I saw a crooked mirror.

I had to look keenly but saw a dame,
she wore a black lace veil for a disguise.
Across the mirror she wrote her own name,
it was “Clarabelle”; I could see her eerie eyes.
I felt my old normal life would never be the same- 
I would have nightmares of Clarabelle and her demise. 

Just then I heard screams of children and saw a ghost,
he was grey as the moon and wore a crimson gown.
Was this really happening, was he a holy host?
I was so scared I shivered and bent down. 
I remembered what mattered most- 
my family before I saw this town. 

Lights flickering with blowing breeze,
I heard knocks on the creaky wood floor. 
Blood dripped down the mirror, I did freeze, 
I could not handle this sinister madness no more. 
Scorch scratched the blue drapes and I fell to my knees-
I would never be easygoing the woman that I was before.

All of a sudden, all commotion stopped without warning.
I stood back up slowly and crept to the mirror too see
if Clarabelle was still glaring in bloody mourning,
all I saw was my reflection staring back at me.
I never expected this, I had no forewarning-
about this Victorian home by the reverie.


Rhyme Scheme: A-B-A-B-A-B
For the contest, Haunted House
Sponsor, Dear Heart
August 24, 2018
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