Halloween Poetry

I know, dear readers, I am having an existential crisis about the novel I have been sharing here. It might need reworked from the ground up. In the meantime, I offer you these small tokens of appreciation to amuse you. Thank goodness for poetry writing prompts and the inspiration of spooky season.

Haunted House

This house haunts me

Quakes and grows 

It worships, vaunts me

But no one knows

How its walls

Squeeze my heart

How its calls

Tear me apart

I seek it and only find

Tarnished memories, left behind

So how can a house haunt still

When it has no walls to fill?

Housed Haunt

Give me walls, well-remembered

Familiar hearth, warm embers

For no body clothes this soul 

Years unrestrained, terrible toll 

But I’d pay it to watch still

Though some say it will

Haunt me even as I haunt these halls

And keep me locked within these walls

Yet at home I will ever be

As long as none vanquish me

Back to Snack

Red drops 

Heart pops

Sweet treat

Slow feet

Love this 

Vamp kiss

My snack

Fights back

But I

Deny

Release

Fights cease

Accept

Inept

Human

I can

Snack now

See how