DON’T LOOK!!!!!
Written just for you
By the Q.O.E.
10/31/22
Darker shadows populate the night,
Sliding through the woods just out of sight...
Slipping in the trees….are they ripples from a breeze,
Or something more bizarre and full of fright?
Sheeted shapes exude a scent of scorch…
One of them is carrying a torch…
You can note a lack of “warm” from each silent, shifting form,
As they move toward us on the porch.
Night is fraught with fearsome foul
Echoes of a loathsome howl:
Is it something in my head…is it something I should dread…
Or just the emanations of an owl?
See! The darkness deepens all too soon…
Do I see a witch upon her broom?
A soaring silhouette is performing pirouettes…
That melt among the craters of the moon.
There’s nothing in my closet, Mama said…
Nothing half alive or fully dead….
For monsters are not real…
What’s that funny little squeal?
Oh, please don’t make me look beneath the bed…
Thump!