Halloween Grave Poems

gaza's...
hell?
is-real


stan sand...

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said the older ghost to the younger ghost,
watch and learn from me how to scare the most,
just show up in open crowd,
bare ugly fangs and...

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The graveyard, shrouded in pale mist, so hauntingly eerie,
dampen spirits as the full moon loses her glow - dreary!
I float, like a vapour, amongst lifeless,...

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The Ghost denied
he was a Ghost,

though clearly
I saw through -- 

Someone I knew
in life, back then
quite pink, substantial
with lots 
and lots to do – 

tried...

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The bar door is ajar only fading voices
echo into the void, from nowhere...and afar!

Here n there, trash drifts
ghosts in flickering neon 

Broken floating bloated 
dead...

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A boy is an undead
While a girl is a leatherhead 
Mom and dad find a severed head
The front yard is now flowing in red. 
What...

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In a place many others often dread
Near the hollowed trees, and the haunted seas
She glides along the tumbledown cemetery
Deep down knowing those who are no...

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When All Hallows' Eve's curse, cast its spell, on that night,
    As the choristers sung, all in tune, church bells rung,
 ...

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Selene was smoldering, the shadows shrouding Her face.
Alone. I crept through limp leaves and decaying debris.
I felt grim fingers grasping, gripping, slowing my pace.
Faint flickers...

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On forboding...


The rocky cliffs 
Stark against midnight 
Somber and austere.

Darkness sharp cold drifts 
In hollow halls 
In empty rooms with broken windows!

Deep underground...
In the deepest...

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Slowly the long tiring day ended and the night fell,
A gloomy darkness spread as the clock struck twelve. 
The graveyard looked eerie in the dim...

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October 30th, 1863 

Halloween eve, before the clock turned the day- almost midnight. 
The moon just right, full, and nearly hidden behind a thin layer...

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They say….
She comes,

When gusts of wind whistle and boom
And the boughs of trees shake and rattle
When the lilts of a doleful song
Come floating through the...

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I know for sure that they exist
I have seen them with my own eyes
at all hours of the day and night
since I was a small...

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Ghosts in Gray Rains.
All along the rain swept street
Crowed With Ghosts of Lost Sovereign thoughts.
Shadows are carved hard, 
sharp by
Neon Bars. 
My mind wanders in...

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