Friday, October 30, 2009

Halloween Haiboo's



Blood torn, hacked fingers
mandolin trashed
chunky cheese will do

Spirits rise in darkness
never seeing tall trees
souls spatter the ground

Halloween kisses
temporary sweetness
on a blackened tongue

Shrieks from the outhouse
goblins scurry laughing
pinecones replaced newspaper

Bats, spiders, rats
smoke rises, nostrils twitch
Igor cooks tonight

Tombstones creak and moan
bonie fingers grasp air
bassist needed in the graveyard

Creatures hide in shadows
larger then life
til dawns' illumination

8 comments:

  1. this would have read well in the shifting shadows of the Inferno.

    Love your ponderings

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  2. It's always a treat reading your work Cheryl. The consumate Ponderer! :-)

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  3. Thank you Sonya, I just couldn't a rhythm I liked for the Inferno, next time though :)

    Hehehehehe, o dat I am Rogue :D

    Cheryl

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  4. Hi Cherl,

    A great poem! Thank you for sharing it :)

    Dan

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  5. Sorry, I left the 'y' from your name... sorry for the typo

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  6. Nooooooo worries Dan :) Thank you for your kind comment from down under ;) Cheryl

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  7. Shrieks from the outhouse?
    Oh no !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Howdy from Hollydale :-)

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  8. You know the kind when you're sitting there pondering & the biggest spider known to humankind lands on your lap, hehehehehehe

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