You were the Elm Tree
I was your Soil
Perfect union only
Disease could spoil
Years of nurture
Roots grew strong
Little did we know
It would not last long
The larks and sparrows
Made us their home
Squirrels and rabbits
Traversed as they roam
And the Sun warm
In the fresh morning light
Warmed us so kindly
With pure delight
We watched more sunsets
Than a thousand lovers
Naked to nature
Unnecessary for bedcovers
And at night the Moon
In unequivocal glory
Would cast Its' glow upon us
The end to the Elms' love story.
Categories:
bedcovers, spiritual,
Form: Bio
Goblins, ghouls, and monsters too,
walk this night to terrify you.
They creep, they crawl,
leaving blood trails on the wall.
Twisting, slithering,
with bodies slowly withering.
Hungry for flesh--
preferably young and fresh.
So lock the doors, turn off the light,
pull the bedcovers tight tonight.
And pray you’re not the one they keep
now that Halloween haunts your sleep.
Alesia Leach © 10/2014
Categories:
bedcovers, halloween, night, scary,
Form: Couplet