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Creepo Mortician Who Loved the Graveyard Shift

The lighting - it was over-bright
above the table where she lay,
her skin dead cold but lovely white.
The lighting -it was over-bright,
He loved work best alone at night.
With corpses he could have his way.
The lighting - it was over-bright
above the table where she lay.

Written June 19, 2016

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Arthur Vaso

Date: 7/17/2016 7:57:00 PM

Very well written, if a judge can not write poetry how do you expect them to judge one?

Jack Horne

Date: 7/2/2016 5:52:00 PM

oh, this is a really creepy one, my friend - hope this was a really big winner

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 6/29/2016 4:15:00 AM

This should have been high on the winners list. I still congratulate you on an excellent entry.

Julia Ward
Date: 7/17/2016 9:14:00 AM

No, the title contained slang and was far too long.

Andrea Dietrich
Date: 6/29/2016 9:08:00 AM

Richard , in this situation, that will only happen when pigs can fly!!!

CayCay Jennings

Date: 6/27/2016 2:21:00 PM

Oh my and oh my and oh how creepy. I enjoyed this triolet! I've read so many I'm starting to get a Halloween feeling. CayCay

Sara Kendrick

Date: 6/24/2016 4:28:00 PM

Creepy for sure..I read your work and well I don't know what to say..LOL..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Daver Austin

Date: 6/23/2016 12:49:00 PM

"With corpses he could have his way" Wow! This sounds like a Vincent Price movie. Moo, ha, ha, ha, ha, HAH! Love it. Love you too, daver

Skat A

Date: 6/23/2016 10:06:00 AM

Haha, creepy poem. Have you ever read my poem the mortician? LoL. I wrote it for a group in a piping company. But, theirs was in Spanish. I post the English version on here... Can't wait to be alone with my mortician. LoL. Awesome poem. Skat

Robert Johnson

Date: 6/23/2016 9:26:00 AM

Amidst the solemn dead of night. We're left to trust they do what's right. For most of us can't stand the sight. Just know that God see's in that light.

Michelle Mac Donald

Date: 6/22/2016 8:00:00 PM

Feels like a scary campfire story that frightens the dickens out of everyone! A flashlight, "over-bright", would make everybody scatter. Outstanding triolet, Andrea! Best wishes, Mikki

Joanna Daniel

Date: 6/22/2016 4:29:00 AM

This gives one the creeps. Wonder how those people go about their 'job'!!!

Anand Parmale

Date: 6/21/2016 9:22:00 PM

Deep beautiful write Andrea

Francis J Grasso

Date: 6/21/2016 5:27:00 PM

Oh, Wow....someday maybe I'll be able to compete with that. I wasn't able to get my second line to meld so perfectly. I think a winner, Andrea. ...Fran

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 6/21/2016 2:33:00 PM

- A deep and wonderful write, Andrea - Not an easy topic to write .... as an artist describes his work - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Jennifer Walker

Date: 6/21/2016 8:39:00 AM

Creepy, super creepy. You would make an excellent screen writer for horror or sci-fi.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 6/21/2016 7:38:00 AM

This is indeed creepy. Which contest is this for??

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 6/21/2016 5:33:00 AM

Although the subject is eerie, poetry's light sooths the senses dear, Andrea!

Tom Quigley

Date: 6/20/2016 10:38:00 PM

Agreed that this form works very well for this write. Accentuates the imagery.

Eve Roper

Date: 6/20/2016 8:24:00 PM

Is this from a movie, Andrea? If I recall I started watching a movie similar and changed it try not to watch things that are going to give me nightmares. Thank you so very much for reading my poem “Pleasure You To Walk The Night.” Hugs Eve