Halloween is just another day for me trying to survive and my old costume pics are all packed far away. Yes, at one time it was fun. So I'll just leave you with my most sinister poem. November is my least favorite month, so how fitting. And with that, 31 days of daily posting for the NaBloWriMo challenge come to an end.
Sinister and invisible against the fog
They gather strange and humming
Invoking glowing spirits beneath the bog
Divining weirdness in the shadows
They gather strange and humming
Invoking glowing spirits beneath the bog
Divining weirdness in the shadows
Glittering witches below the night
Entrancing visions under the dreams
Bending eclectic spells behind the light
Violating desirious shivas essence
Entrancing visions under the dreams
Bending eclectic spells behind the light
Violating desirious shivas essence
Creating quiet whorls beneath the clouds
Beating menacing spirits above the land
Dark lights beneath the dreamscape shrouds
Speak to invisible symbols in the air
Beating menacing spirits above the land
Dark lights beneath the dreamscape shrouds
Speak to invisible symbols in the air
Dull tentacles under the mist
Ensnaring illusions bend and twist
Ensnaring illusions bend and twist
3 comments:
Perfect for Halloween night!
Especially like those last two lines. Conjures up visions of wicked witches. Nicely done! I give it an 8 on a 10 creepy meter. :-)
great poem!
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