Melani Udaeta Poet Other

House of Horrors Rondine

House of horrors sits on a hill
you smell decay as you walk by; 
 ‘No trespassing’ you should comply; 
You may not want to get your fill 
loud warning bells are not a drill;
Just one look inside? Please don’t try;
House of horrors; 
Time and again there’s been a kill; 
Boarded windows will amplify 
the halo of the evil eye; 
A scream has stolen your free will; 
House of horrors.

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Linda Alice Fowler October 24, 2022 at 8:03 AM Hey Melani. This is scarily enticing me to enter that house... :) Linda

Jeff Kyser October 22, 2022 at 5:14 AM Nice Rondine, such an approachable little form with enough meat for a nice image or tale, but not an undue effort to construct. Enjoyed, Melani! Melani Udaeta October 22, 2022 at 11:27 AM Yes! It’s a fun one for sure, thank you! :)