Deep in the belly of the Jack-o-lantern forest were steeples
They were not known by many, gave witches the “creeples”
We never knew why they were there, but stayed away
The forest had an ambiance that said murder was her mainstay
Skeleton Man took over the library’s story hour yesterday
It was October, but still, frightened children ran away
What can we do? The board hired him the other librarians said.
He will be a real hit tomorrow, Day of the Dead.
The children were screaming, refused to come back.
Their mothers and fathers were following them to the railroad track.
They wanted to jump on trains and go to Omaha or Utah maybe.
Skeleton Man had scared them witless, they thought he had rabies.
We sat in the dark on the edge of our couch
Someone scrunched closer, giving me a bit of an ouch
It was the paw of my dog, whose eyes were big too
Next to him was his cat friend, we call her Old Blue
My teenage sister was sitting close to her boyfriend Bill
They were told I could not watch scary movies, and still….
Here I was on a Friday night watching blood come out of a drain.
I was screaming and thrashing, this horror movie was pain!
Take it easy said my sis, her boyfriend put his arm around me.
I felt a bit safer, but could not look at the black and white TV.
The next scream was my sister’s, and I was glad of that.
My parents came home and turned the TV off in seconds flat.
a harpy brings in a mean storm
she loves harming the earth people
jealousy and rage drive her
she is swift, angry and deadly
her screams are chilling
they terrify us worse than thunder
her eyes flash like lighting
we cringe in fear
making her day better
her power is in her finger tips
she is concentrating, with closed lips
there is intent in her half smile
if you are scared, better run a mile
for witchy woman flies on a broom
she can catch you with a simple zoom
her eyes are black, her hair is red
she can conjure a spell to raise the dead
her incantations are right and strong
she has the force, she can’t go wrong
witchy woman, you scare me a bit
your familiar Cat stares me with a hit
you are formidable, not unassuming at all
Your cauldron is full, your spells are a call
I am terrified when you get down to biz
Your incantations better than a whiz
your power is vast, your stare is lighting
frankly, woman, you are a bit frightening.
Feel hurt.
Deep in my chest,
like a sword that cuts into my ribcage,
Rips me open,
Fear trapped,
cold insistent,
persistent,
Heart,
that beats fast, while I close my eyes
And I try to sleep,
But inside I want to scream.
With the rage of the storm,
in a dark sky full of lightning,
Full of fury,
Tears stream,
Wet face, bad dreams,
Paws that claw at my lungs,
Knots, rocks,
Snarly clump,
Lump, in my throat,
I choke.
Crunch of her shoes fascinated the hallway
House had been empty way too long
Husband waited, expecting her to open the door
Masked, dressed in black, intruder entered bedroom
Husband reached for his glasses
They were cowering under the bed
Stranger walked over to the bed and leered at him
He had no way of knowing who or what this was about
Wife entered muted bedroom, giggling like a running toilet
Confused and terrified, husband covered his head to dream
Monsters are sitting around staring in horror at the TV
Feeling terrified by what they have seen and might yet have to see
These creatures are horrible, they tell each other
Watching a political convention that would shake up the calmest grandmother
being terrified
i often had cried and cried
then on God relied
Dose the laughter of a thousand maniacs shake you from your sleep.
Dose it wake the demons you try to run away from
And the secrets that you keep.
Is your pillow wet with sweat from fear that disturbing
Your sleep
Or is the dampness on your pillow from the tears that you weep.
Do you lie awake praying for the night to fade away
Do you lay in your own sweat waiting for a new day.
Then your safe and you feel alright until the maniacs
Laughing starts again
When the day fades back into night.
Darkness cold and heavy
Sweat droplets on my face
Eyes darting back and forth
South to north
Up and down
I frown
I stand colliding with a wall
My hands don’t work at all
I fall
Hold my knees to chest
My breathe does the rest
My anxiety creeps up
Goes down just to buildup
I’m stuck
The shadows creep around
The room is so still with no sound
I crawl on the ground
My knees make a scratching sound
My eyes search all around
The shadows start to surround
They reach down
I scream so loud it hurts my ears
This is my biggest fear
My eyes pop open suddenly
I look around uncertainly
It was a dream mistakenly
I still breathe unevenly
I grab my covers
And as I recover
The dream plays in my head
Something I dread
Like something I said
But there is nothing here
The monster is gone, disappear
I shake off the fear
Hold my covers over my chest
and lay back down to rest.
Darkness cold and heavy
Sweat droplets on my face
Eyes darting back and forth
South to north
Up and down
I frown
I stand colliding with a wall
My hands don’t work at all
I fall
Hold my knees to chest
My breathe does the rest
My anxiety creeps up
Goes down just to buildup
I’m stuck
The shadows creep around
The room is so still with no sound
I crawl on the ground
My knees make a scratching sound
My eyes search all around
The shadows start to surround
They reach down
I scream so loud it hurts my ears
This is my biggest fear
My eyes pop open suddenly
I look around uncertainly
It was a dream mistakenly
I still breathe unevenly
I grab my covers
And as I recover
The dream plays in my head
Something I dread
Like something I said
But there is nothing here
The monster is gone, disappear
I shake off the fear
Hold my covers over my chest
and lay back down to rest.
Maybe I should forgive him,
Maybe he has changed,
But every time I try to
that terrified child within me sheds a tear.
She never wanted any of that
She just wanted safety.
She cries as I try to wash myself of the dirt
The dirt of childhood, the grime of adolescence,
I scrub until the skin is red and raw,
but it will not clean.
Now she is crying.
I feel if I forgive him that
I wrong her.
She never got an apology.
The terror still haunts her.
I wallow and sit
My heart a pit
A seedless thing
What do you bring
Can you change
How life is strange?
Can you show
How life will go?
Will you free
Me from the hatred I see?
Will you bind
And change my mind?
These little glimpses
That good accomplishes
A broken heart
Tore me apart
Love healed me so
Till I let go
Will you show
Me how to glow
To be the best
Leave the rest
Take my hand
Help me withstand
The changing tides
Both sides
With no divide
Inside
Show us now
So we can allow
To let love in
And begin
To be the best
Let go of the rest
teachers terrified
started out as qualified
now are nullified
My Horn Haiku of the Day.
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