Get Your Premium Membership

Halloween Ready

The harbingers of spring are long forgotten now rise the specters of summer's end and the fodder of the misbegotten call forth spirits of the psyche to ascend. Come skeletal images and visionary scarecrows creep along the evening shadows hiding in the pale moonlight glow bringing the macabre wherever it goes. The crimson orange, the blood red rose, the blackened corpse, screeching tones rattle on with each step taken and posed bring on the costume halloweenie crossbones.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 9/26/2017 2:24:00 PM
Pretty scary DM, great rhyme, well done...
Login to Reply

Book: Shattered Sighs