Halloween Dreams
I slumbered, nestled in the bed,
trapped in a horror, steeped in dread.
I’d had that awful dream again;
long tendrils probed inside my brain.
They’d severed my umbilic cord,
and left a dead, unfeeling gourd.
My matter splashed, my brainpan scooped,
and now a magic marker looped
in creepy patterns on my skin:
cruel eyes, slit nose, a horrid grin.
But worse, I saw the glint of steel,
and winced at how that blade would feel.
I could not scream, nor could I shout;
although I tried, no sound came out.
Whew! Two firm hands shook me awake,
then, “Mom, this is the one I’ll take.”
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for the 12-16 Lines of a Scary Halloween Rhyme Poetry Contest
sponsored by Tania Kitchin
written on 10/13/22
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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