Cry of the Banshee
Bursting moon is slowly frailing
Her deafening cry, you can hear
Razor rage of maiden wailing
Searing scream from far to near
Bloodshot eyes of bleeding stare
Feasts at you while you're alone
Deadish feet is in the air
The wailing pricks you to the bone
Wrapped in dress doused in red
Dripping like water to her feet
Flowing freely under her spread
Like gush of fountain from a beat
Sad song comes like a ripper
Shouting out of dawning death
When night comes deeper and deeper
The sharp sickle rips a breath
Spooky Halloween rhyme poetry contest
3rd place
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