Caren Krutsinger Poet Monorhyme

Halloween Whispers

Witchcraft magic tantalizes Halloween night.
Teenage vampires are suddenly filled with fright.
Dracula hides in a corner with nary bit of light.
Cooking cauldron laughs when recipe is just right.
Zombies start a rumble, now a full-blown fight.
The moon glows with a weird surreal mystical light.
Would tell you about the mummies, but rumors aren’t polite.

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Emilia James September 17, 2020 at 2:53 AM Really enjoyed this Caren, wish my cooker would laugh when recipe was right might then have better cooked meals lol, Emilia : ) Caren Krutsinger September 17, 2020 at 8:03 AM I don't cook any more so cannot relate. I cooked the first 35 years of marriage; Decided 13 years ago it is his turn. He is a much better cook but neither of us knew it because he had never even EVER made his own sandwich before I went on strike.

Kim Rodrigues September 16, 2020 at 3:50 PM Your love for Halloween shines through! Caren Krutsinger September 16, 2020 at 10:34 PM I am on such a roll here.

Michelle Faulkner September 16, 2020 at 9:54 AM Now I want to hear the mummy rumors :) Makes me think of that old song, 'Monster Mash!' Caren Krutsinger September 16, 2020 at 10:34 PM I love that song!