The Girl In the Red Dress

The full moon lit up the night sky A wisp of cloud passed it by To add to an eerie atmosphere As if something gruesome might appear. The gates to the graveyard groaned in the wind As did the groans of the grave stones twinned And the night demons were on the prowl As the wolf cried out with a harrowing howl. In the chapel attic a light appeared And the girl in the red dress everyone feared Was staring out with blood shot eyes As the living dead heed her cries. The door slams open, a priest appears Holding a silver cross that the demon fears As the holy water burns the skin Of a possessed soul steeped in sin. The ghoulish corpses to the girls demands Descend on the chapel, as the devil commands And the sweating brow of the terrified priest Does little to ward off the devils beasts. Reciting Latin, the priest persists As the decomposed bodies in the graveyard mist Aim to transform him into one of them So he keeps reciting over and over again. The girl morphs into the devils form But the priest refuses to conform And so with a scream the girl is thrust Way up high, as she continues to cuss. ‘Lord save this soul’ the priest declares ‘Release this soul from this evil affair And with this water I purify thee!’ And with that, in an instant, the devil did flee. It is said that the girl did not perish But became a nun of the local parish And yet on every full moon night It is rumoured that the nun was nowhere in sight. And so tonight, as you lay in your bed If you think this chapel is somewhere else instead Beware as the full moon glows That the girl in the red dress never shows!! Paranormal Poetry Contest Sponsor - Robert James Liguori 29th December 2021 - [ ]