Scaring Poems - Poems about Scaring

The pitch-black sky Roars out loud, Scaring the humans Lurking around. However, the danger remains hidden, For it’s the flash, not the roar, That destroys Within no time save....

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Hummingbird, You're Scaring Me! That's Too Short Of A Poem. -Sigh.- -Gray Squirrel 11-11-2024...

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Don't know if I've ever told you before But I'm the creative director Of our cool little community newspaper It's quite the people connector It's all about events and the 'goings on' That interest the local folks But I'm not averse to lighting things up With an abundance of silly jokes Keeps me out of damn mischief each day Instead of walking the streets Scaring...

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Even the trees are gnarly on Halloween night mean black cats arch their backs, wind does not feel right Nasty sticky wet ghouls are climbing out of their crypts Trick-or-treaters tell all about the candy, showing lose lips. vampires are laughing as they head for your neck. Werewolves are howling, ghosts come at your beck it’s the night for all kinds...

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Babbalineena was sweeping when the door creeped her out it was opening slowly, with a creakiness, scarier than a shout I thought you witches were brave, a hoarse voice whispered near Babbalineena was terrified, hair stood up on the her neck and her rear I do not have any money, she told the voice, I barter my things, honey That...

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two of the happiest most colorful trolls of the hour came by in a wheelbarrow and picked up a flower I watched them and smiled, they were having such fun. one of them fell out and landed smack on his bum. they both thought this was a hoot, and laughed merrily. I ran out and asked if either would like...

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Witch Joyce had a contest with Wormwood, the warlock of choice. He had stated his cauldron made better brew than that of Joyce. Their cauldrons created conniving concoctions that tempted and dared. The rest of the villagers, gnomes and faeries ran away, for they were all scared....

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its a terror wrist...

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It is August, summer break. Our six-year-old grandson Jay comes to spend the night. His great grandfather terrorizes him with scary stories. Each of them begins and ends with a frightening red robot. “He is from the planet Marconius, and he always kills people.” I ask my grandfather to please stop scaring him. He scoffs at my efforts. “He likes...

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And through that door is the morgue The editor said, motioning toward an unassuming, flat-black, painted door “Do you want to see it?” The wanna-be journalists from high school Began shaking their heads ‘no’....

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A pastor with fervor and preparedness Entered a hall to preach the word of God That he might convert souls in the area And earn graces for work from divine duty What did he see seated on every chairs? Souls upon souls waiting for him to enter Those that died were back to hear him well And demonstrate their concern of disgust Souls...

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Don't know if I've ever told you before But I'm the creative director Of our cool little community newspaper It's quite the people connector It's all about events and the 'goings on' That interest the local folks But I'm not averse to lighting things up With an abundance of silly jokes Keeps me out of mischief every day Instead of walking the streets Scaring all...

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I tiptoe through the darkness as silent as the night, My ears attuned to any sound, there’s not a soul in sight; Goosebumps prickle across my skin as panic washes over me, I hear the slightest noise ahead and I strain my eyes to see; My uneasy breathing fogs the air as my heart pounds on in dread, I stand...

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Unable to turn back, early morning finds me here again, The clocks still ticking with hands of the mannequin. Where winter sets in her lonely cold And frozen blue lips leave a story untold. And I closed my eyes but still fell to pieces At the words of the monster as he preaches With nothing left I ran away inside From all...

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