Hollow

HOLLOW

Down in central Georgia, way back in the hollow
There's a certain path you don't want to follow
For if should choose to dare to go in
You may never come out again

That's where the Hardy clan make their abode
Somewhere down this winding road
It's been said that they shoot folks for sport
But never been arrested nor tried in court

Folks are afraid to even go near 
Tales of the Hardy clan fill them with fear
Not less than twenty have been so bold
They all are still missing, or so it is told

Back in the hollow there's lots of unknown
Not just the Hardy clan chill to the bone
There's Rupert McEvers, who murdered his kin
Then took to the hollow unafraid to go in

The Hardy clan even steered clear of McEvers
He's mean as a snake and gives one the shivers
But if you feel like you can go in the Hollow
Don't expect me to be one to follow

'Cause either Rupert or the Hardy clan will know
The moment you made the decision to go
And you may think you're bold enough to go in
But never be seen or heard of again

11 June 2018
For the contest sponsored by Anthony Slausen
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Dietrich Avatar
June 12, 2018 at 5:25 PM
GREAT way to do the theme. have not seen anyone else doing it on an actual hollow, and I enjoyed the drama to it, Curtis! Good luck in the contest.
Moorman Avatar
June 12, 2018 at 6:06 PM
Pure fiction, but has potential to be real in today's world. I spin tales based on things that have been voiced about deep rural South towns but never proven outside of gossip. Makes for good poems occasionally. Thanks for your support as usual. Moreover, thanks for your friendship.
Cunningham Avatar
June 11, 2018 at 2:35 PM
Well that's one place I won't be visiting anytime soon Curtis. Well written verse. Good luck. Tom
Moorman Avatar
June 13, 2018 at 1:30 AM
Total fiction, Tom. Although there are some swampland areas in Georgia, I don't believe they have the type of people living there that I described. It's really just stuff I heard about while just a kid. People used scare tactics to keep children from dabbling in mystery.
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