Moo Ha Ha Ha

MOO HA HA HAH! (with kudos to E.A. Poe)

There was an eerie peal I knew
When just a reborn child
I sat listening
Listening for that cast iron    steel-gray
     midnight shattering clang
CLANG!
Once - 
Twice -
Then this macabre strain that would trip familiar space
Motoring round my meatless inner skull
Like a damn    black hearse


All Saints Eve should have explained –
Some pumpkin-headed prankster
In the belfry    legs wrapped around the bell tower rope
Smiling mischief –
But NO!
This was no call to worship
Unless to pay homage to Bedlam’s King
No church hymn this opus

The foul Dies Irae struck into my very soul
With nowhere to hide the tender flesh

And now    as the sun sets    I cower in my cell
Brain full of Draculaean horror
Waiting
WAITING!
Listening
Listening for those ghoul-mad midnight bells
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Dietrich Avatar
October 10, 2014 at 11:22 PM
Hey, you should repost some of these Halloweenies for the season, DAver. By the way, I am here to ask you something Do you remember a poem that you told me was one of your best? and I agreed with you when i read it? It was about you as a child running outside and lying on your back looking at the sky. Something like that? Please can you remind me of the title? I wanted Maurice to read it!! and now I can't find it.
Austin Avatar
October 11, 2014 at 9:40 AM
I can't remember the title, but I do remember the poem. Give me a lottle time and I'll try to find it. Love, daver
Devonshire Avatar
October 9, 2010 at 7:18 AM
Frightfully good writing, dear Daver. Now stop cowering, waiting and listening and go join the rest of the trick or treaters. LOL Love you, Carolyn
Peranteau Avatar
October 8, 2010 at 3:18 PM
Mr. Austin, how dare you fire the likes of this soul when the passion for EAP in me burns ! *smiles* What a fantastic write dear poet ! much love, james by-the-by....how many truly understood this soul in truth ?
Dietrich Avatar
October 7, 2010 at 8:32 PM
OOOH, yes, I see. It IS very Poe ish!!! Good one, DAver! LUv, Andrea
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October 7, 2010 at 8:31 PM
Before I read this one. I gotta tell you. I honesetly never knew how to spell badminton. I just now googled it to see its spelling. I always have pronounced it as badmitten. hahahah. they actually sound the same no matter which way you spell it!!
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