THE ORANGE EYE

GUESS WHO?

THE ORANGE EYE

 

As I stand al fresco this night

I catch a glimpse of a witch in flight

She glides in front of the moon

And croons a wretched tune

In and around the stars

She’ll never orbit Mars

 

The witch touches down next to me

I gasp and hide behind the nearest tree

Her orange eyes bulge out

As I wipe my drizzling snout

Green slime oozes from her chin

Not to mention her toothless grin

She has an ear-splitting cackle

I ought to plant her head in a shackle

 

She flaps as though she has wings

Off she goes and springs

Into the darkness of night

Far away from my sight

I wonder where she rests in the skies

I surmise I will never again see those

 orange eyes

Author's Note

HAPPY HAUNTING HALLOWEEN!!!!!

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

such beautiful, comforting imagery here...ha ha...
oh don't we just love halloween...the best holiday...
let those witches gather...

[Betty Hermelee]

Once a year I can write about slime!!! Thanks J, much appreciated...
P.S, I think you'll like "Cupful of Pleasant"

[W. Barrett Munn]

Spookville. Is that in the Azores, too? LoL

Winston

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank for reviewing.... doubt it's in the Azores, but you never know! That's it for Spookseville!!!
Best, B