Deb Wilson Poet Rhyme

Halloween Poem # 15....The Old Cemetery...For Paula's Challenge

I would cut through the old cemetery
But this is Halloween night
Don't want to wake anyone up
That would really give me a fright!

I've heard the place is haunted
Don't want to take that chance
So I will take the long way around
In this special circumstance

But looking over my shoulder
I see a disturbing sight
Bodies rising up from their graves
Scuttling about in the moonlight

And now they're coming after me
I've got nowhere to run
My short legs don't pump fast enough
Wishing I had a gun

Glancing back I hear them there
They're moaning and screaming at me
As I cut through the darkened plots
I can barely even see

Help me someone-they're lurching towards me
I'm running as fast as I can
When suddenly I find myself
Right back where I began

In front of the old cemetery again
Where are those undead now?
Hope they went back to their graves
Phew! I saved myself somehow!

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Duncan Chappell October 16, 2010 at 4:57 AM wow a fright or two here but excellent words duncan

Carolyn Devonshire October 15, 2010 at 12:34 PM You have quite an imagination, Deb! I enjoyed this very much, especially the way you built suspense as you ran from the "undead." (I doubt a gun could "kill" them since they're already dead.) You should be collaborating with Stephen King. Love, Carolyn

Linda-Marie Sweetheart October 15, 2010 at 12:08 PM Really cool write Deb for the Halloween theme challenge .. enjoyed this tale of fright and fear and safe at the end line... this holiday never runs out of words to write for my friend.. u are keep all entertained luv.. happy weekend..