October 31, 2008
Halloween’s Curse
Rivers cross at forest dark
A deafening howl, on wind doth ride.
Of moaning creatures of the night
Hungry to feast on souls to take.
The headless horseman, a traitor’s curse
Doomed on galloping steed in haste.
A graveyard hero aglow, with spirit dance
Faceless forms of long dead lives
Emerging from unholy ground
Unmarked graves of powdered bones
Creatures foretold to haunt the wood
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