On Halloween Night

On Halloween Night
A slight hollow snapping noise crept up from down below
Barely audible above torrential rain and lightning
Seeping through the walls into my gloomy room
A power outage turned the mansion black as death
A candle and one match was all I had to investigate
To navigate this mystery
The crackling sound grew louder
As I trembled, fell down the flight of stairs
Head hitting concrete there 
Red blood spilling everywhere
The basement became confused and changed 
An eerie form of horrors took its shape
A structure not found or known in heaven or on Earth
Came into view, from what could be surmised, an opening 
An unholy hole from hell itself 
Before my crying eyes appeared right there
Some multi legged smelly creature lurking by the portal, came whizzing in 
Another foul being emerged from darkness into this twilight zone 
Slithered without a word in my direction
My candle had gone out
The filthy obnoxious thing, grabbed me with icy slimy claws  
By the red light of hell's burnt tortured soulless glow
I saw the monsters bulging green and moldy eye up close
As it cracked my bones and dragged me down
Mystery solved at last
At least I found the clues and cause of these events
First detected in my gloomy room 
A slight hollow noise which crept up
From down below on Halloween night
And my bones still make that very same sound forever through the house

8/28/14 On Halloween Night contest
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August 30, 2014 at 11:53 AM
- Earl, you have written a really exciting Halloween poem - The horror !!! - Good luck in the contest - hope you win - Happy weekend ..... without ghosts or demons :)) - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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August 30, 2014 at 12:08 PM
Hi Anne Lise. Thank you so much. To tell the truth, I don't really care for the subject matter but I was up for the challenge. I'm glad you liked it. It is kinda scary. Booo! Thanks again. Have a great week end. Take care. Earl
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