Even the Crows Flew Away

Long ago 
On this Halloween night
In the village churchyard
The scariest of sights

Gravestones moved
As they shook with the earth
A fissure opens
The church in girth

A reddening glow
Escapes from the depths
For before my eyes
They slowly crept

Ogres of old
From a long lost time
Disfigured, contorted
As they crawl through the grime

As i look from a distance
They wander in roam
Are they from our past
And now they've come home

The churchyard animals
Scatter and flee
What do i see happening
Right before me

Stories I've heard
My grandparents tell
When the earth was in turmoil
And all was not well

Evil ruled
In the days of the old
Is this happening again
And it's starting to unfold

What has made them
Come back this day
On this Halloween night
Even the crows flew away




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Smith-Johnsen Avatar
November 3, 2009 at 10:44 AM
You're on a roll!!! Halloween Horror perfected, James. Lovingly, Dane
Devonshire Avatar
November 1, 2009 at 6:55 AM
Very spooky, James! Lots of compelling images that bring Halloween (and the souls of the dead) to life. Great write! Love you, Carolyn
Brown Avatar
November 1, 2009 at 6:31 AM
Refreshed after an extra hour of sleep I feel pretty good today. So I am going to be reading some exceptional poems today. Thank you for sharing yours with us James. Love, Carol
Kendrick Avatar
October 31, 2009 at 11:58 AM
Scary write here. Wouldn't want to be there. Keep writing. Sara
Hilliker Avatar
October 31, 2009 at 11:14 AM
Wonderful Halloween poem, James. Happy Halloween!
Freeman Avatar
October 31, 2009 at 10:27 AM
Evil is just more sophisticated, these days James, What do you think. Smile! Oh well, at least the animals are still smart enought to flee away. Humans? Good write of rhymes. Sincerely, Moses
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