Halloween Night
Rose met a vampire on Halloween night,
it was an unnatural death;
he took her in a forest without a fight,
on the edge of town she took her last breath.
She lay waiting in the brittle leaves of deep red,
her eyes looking peacefully to the sky;
it was a quiet death and now she was very dead,
a dark veil of hair fell across an open eye.
The stars twinkled down on this beautiful girl,
she looked perfectly lovely and sleeping;
except she was dead and wearing a bloody pearl,
two small wounds drained blood still seeping.
Inside her things were changing and she wanted to roam,
but the paramedics draped her body in a white sheet;
and took her to the town's funeral home,
she waited- then, she yelled trick or treat.
She left the funeral home to wander the street,
on Halloween night she blended in well;
you would be unlucky if by chance this girl you meet,
and still be alive in the morning with a story to tell.
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October 17, 2018
Poetry/Rhyme/Halloween Night
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1072-105-01
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Halloween Night
sponsor, Tania Kitchin
First Place
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