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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required THE BLOOD MOON In the crimson illusions of the blood moon, The creatures of the night howl and swoon, As the cursed emerge from hallows of the cryptic Shadow realm, for it is the devil’s night, of incantations Mystic spells, known as Sowen-Halloween! Thin are veils expelled by this elliptical giant on high, Turning into twisted illusionary phantoms, ghostly images Of the past, melting as vaporous mists against this intrinsic Shimmering opal ruby, hanging in the night’s sky above! Trickery’s witchery cooking within the blackened caldron Pot, a bitter sweet poisonous treat to feed the spoiled Kindred of humanity! Flight of the bat-winged vampiric do soar, reveling In the crescent redden celestial body orbiting above, Thirsts insatiable undead, flapping in the night gusts Under currents these creatures of the evil demonic! Hell hounds do bay at the unholy, this scarlet elliptical Transfection mesmerizing these canid beasts of the Accursed, banished by the flowering bud known As the wolf-bang behold the devils bred, the werewolf! In the harvesting graveyard, the unsanctified earth Moves thus with a shakings dishevelment, as the Soulless are disturbed within their unloosed soils Deadened bedding, releasing the tormented, Behold the rebirth of the zombies, The walking undead! In the scattering of the autumn leaves a crispness Is sounded in a deafening breeze, as humanities Children scrapper about beneath the blood moon! Shouting trick or treat, smell my feet, Give me something good to eat! But on this specialist of haunted nights, Others dwell within the darkness, Waiting for the innocent to misstep into Their realm of the unknown! Be so aware human kindred, for tonight Is Sowen-Halloween, and the blood moon Does shines above! BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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