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nonya Nov 2019
pinpricks of light shine
through the rotting spokes
of the wooden shed
beside my bed
of hay and cloth
lay scratched frames and memories of
a wife, another, and a child

creaking oaks cut the air
howling boards cry
my trinkets shake and repeat
beside my bed
move closer
under the moaning shed
to rich and cool soil

putrid stale winds emit from below
nails peeling to the bone
twitching fingers mauling the dirt
under the bed

a peaceful silence
warmth from the earth
lays  
my worn palms, clutching the ivory hands
of
my
wife
my
child

my
wife
my
child
and I
Sarabeth Nov 2019
Though this life is scary
  with demons and ghosts about
The true horror lies inside
  with your mind turning inside out
You cannot run or hide
  your thoughts follow you around
And if you try and end it
  Hell will be your battleground
My Halloween Poem <3
Ken Mears Nov 2019
On Halloween night,

Monsters emerge,

Ready to instill fright,

An unearthly scourge.


Monsters of all kinds,

Stalk the Earth,

No longer trapped in confines,

Deep-set fear to unearth.


Ghosts and ghouls and goblins,

Zombies and skeletons and spiders,

All come hobbling,

Out as night riders.


Ready to ***** and chill,

To haunt and hunt,

To fill with thrill,

And fight at fear's battlefront.


Creatures of ill intent,

Unite for one night,

Creating discontent,

A vile blight.


Amongst children,

Ready for tricks or treats,

Seven billion,

People's fears to eats.


On Halloween night,

Dark forces arise,

And take flight,

For fear is their prize!
Ken Mears Nov 2019
I'm surrounded by madness

It circles around my heart

Corrupting it with blackness

There is no restart


The world crumbles

The ground beneath rumbles

The world has fallen

I am all in


My eyes reopen

And I realize

There is nothing hiding behind this guise

It's time for the door to open


The darkness inside

Is calling for vengeance

It's time they all died

It's time I come back with a vengeance


It is done

I became the one

It's time I disappear

Yet we're all a little mad down here
Ken Mears Nov 2019
Sneaky, scaly,

They live in a valley

Slimy, wormy

Not worthy of taxidermy


Patterned all pretty

Not welcome in the city

They have no pity

Very nasty and gritty


Some have a rattler

The worst tattler

Don't even speak like a prattler

Natures guerilla battler


Narrow slits for eyes

Whoever is bit dies

They have no allies

They are an unpleasant surprise


Sneaky, scaly,

They live in a valley

Slimy, wormy

Not worthy of taxidermy
Ken Mears Nov 2019
It's Exam Day

I think it's time to run away

Tests here tests there

Tests everywhere!


Scarier than spiders

Created by those insiders

Teachers, dreaded villains

I think this school needs some penicillins


Tests, such a virus

So undesirous

Infecting our schools

Making the smartest of us look like fools


Vile creatures

I'd rather cheer on the bleachers

Then have to take another test

They make me so stressed


Corrupted

Our education interrupted

All so the state can judge us

It should be treasonous


How I lothe exam day

This is a good time to run away

But I can't do that

Else the system will make my life fall flat
Ken Mears Nov 2019
Death rides at midnight

Filling the land with blight

He casts a frightful image

As he rides through the village


His frightful scythe gleams

Wet with the blood of unrealized dreams

The cold, hard metal

Is uncaring enough to unsettle


Beneath his dark hood

Lies nothing good

Only the husk of a man

Who signals the end of a lifespan


His skeletal horse

He rides along his dutiful course

Whinnying as he stops

To **** the farmer's crops


Solemn is his duty

To take away life's beauty

Unbearable to a living man

The underworld's ghastly helmsman


The pistol is his herald

In his black cloak appareled

Weapons of war

Bring him to the door


His job is made no easier

Nor and breezier

By mankinds love of violence

Or vile fraudulence


All the thousands of young souls

Lives lost without completing their goals

Brought to a swift end

By Death only to attend


Death rides at midnight

Filling the land with blight

He casts a frightful image

As he rides through the village

Searching for souls to pillage
Ken Mears Nov 2019
Vampires, creatures of the night
Clever villains made to fright
Beware the vampires
They are very clever liars

Teeth sharp like daggers
When bit makes men stagger
Glinting white
In the middle of night

A villainous shapeshifter
Stronger than a weightlifter
Disguised as a bat
A flying black rat

Lover of blood
Stealing life from a strong stud
Will steal your soul
Turn it black as cole

Vampires, creatures of the night
Clever villains made to fright
Beware the vampires
They are very clever liars
Ken Mears Nov 2019
Legends tell of an ancient beast

Said to stalk the night

It flew from the east

Its howel fills the soul with fright


They called it the Rickle-Rackle

After the sound it makes

Its bones do crackle

As it quavers and shakes


Rickle-Rackle is all you hear

Before your time is done

Rickle-Rackle strikes up fear

Just as you are overrun


Few have ever seen the creature

And lived to tell the tale

Or can describe a single feature

Of this unholy grail


They say its teeth are sharp

And glint in the light of the moon

Its taller than any scarp

More powerful than any dragoon


Faster than any man

Stronger than one too

You are a deadman

If you come in his view


The Rickle-Rackle drags his tail

Cutting down forest trees

His breath is like a gale

And will bring you to your knees


Its eyes pierce to your soul

Down to your very heart

Which becomes an empty hole

Thanks to its dark art


So heed my warning

Brave adventurer

Wait until the morning

He can't be worth any venture


Pray you ne're encounter

The fearsome Rickle-Rackle

You are no beast hunter

Fear its evil cackle


Fear the Rickle-Rackle

Hear its sound and flee

Should you hear it's crackle

Its mouth will be the last you see
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