Best Sleepy Hollow Poems

An yawning
chasm 
where I once held 
my heart; it's 
empty 
again....

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One Halloween night when I was five
Rain pelted city streets, we stayed inside

Dad lit the Jack-o-lantern candle
Told us the tale of a famous vandal

One “Headless...

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On the black stallion of death,
Its red crimson eyes pierce through the night,
And the hell's beast breathes its hot brazen breath
Blazing against the darkness's chilling...

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The October night was dark and cold,
As the autumn sun was going down,
When I recalled the legends I had been told,
About this sleepy, little town.

There...

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My favorite actor I can easily say would have to be Johnny Depp,
When he has a new movie coming out, it puts a spring in...

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This new Black Moon near Hallowe’en
Marks the darkest night we have seen.
A time to carve a pumpkin head
To make a lantern for the dead.

Bonfires lit...

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Dad, Wynken, Blynken, and Nod's not right;
    Seems to me they’ve not a clue.
For starters, they tried to sail at night,
 ...

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Numbness as I walk in halls
A heavy load in my hand I bear
Tome of the ancient past
Portrays a fog in my mind

Emptiness, void and vanity
As...

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Fears ensnared within the winter drifts along the harden ground
One lone ember stares off yearning for heaven brothers 
As I watch its simple battle for...

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Ghostly images shimmering
in the fall moonlight
shudder at the sight
dry rustling leaves, eerie
in the windy, inky darkness
of the deserted field
icy shivers run down the spine
hairs standing...

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Roman capital punishment,
crucifixion morphed into 
another raised gravity depravity
Guillotine justice dropping down — 
off with the heads of the enemy!
Sleepy Hollow gangsters Herod-ing into town
Time...

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One Halloween night when I was five,
rain pelted city streets, we stayed inside.

Dad lit the Jack-o-lantern candle,
told us the tale of a famous vandal.

One “Headless...

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Here at bedtime
Droopy eyelids fall;
Dropping into limbo

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Sleepy hollow
Falling into void;
Soul journeys start

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Windy gust
Midnight street;
Empty of noise

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Lights out
Dark floods rest;
Sleep blankets

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Church pew
Solemn prayers;
God knows best

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By that...

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I have some stories from my childhood, so very long ago.
 Which is legend, fairy tale or real, is very hard to know.

Did I not...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 7

Who has not wished somebody battered to death
The janitor one’s lawyer an ex-bed fellow
Feel in dark recesses mocking...

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