All Future Brides Beware
swirling stars of snow amidst lightning spikes
electricity of stark midnight strikes
a wicked wind, silk toss’d canopy bed
pale Cassidy resurrect’d from dead
dress’d in thick black, mourners wailing in hall,
soon see the shrieking ghost coming through wall
wraith sights the witch who killed her in his arms
‘geist snatches wench-face, recalcitrant to harm
10/25/2020
Contest: 8 Lines of Spooky Rhyme
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2020
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