Halloween Aliens Awaken

The moon remains anemic to the touch

Halloween Aliens Awaken

Haunted House was built on cemetery grounds

Completed at a time before the aliens in white arrived

Cold fleshed, green teethed, in gray seasons grip

Beneath the rocks in molded soil hidden

Bones lifted in a dig disfigured

More dead than alive, lost souls vacated

The spade laid down for a seconds spell

With crusted man along the dirty rock

To take a breath and gaze into the void

Sweat serene, glistening, dripping from the brow

Elongated fractured skulls rest settled

Reveal nothing to the nothing new

A grave robbers truth comes with uninvited guests

Moved in unannounced uncounted under haunted house

Under a blood drained moon anemic to the touch

Giant trees shrouded, doomed, draped in black

Fog hides dark sins, cast dim images, shed in mystery

Surmise a death spiral rising from the grave

Comes calling along the last crusted leaves revealed

Dried, turned brown, died, dead on the boughs

Hung over the inevitable advance of age

Blown hollow now on Winters wind deceased

Clouds gather at the ripe time harvested

Watch gouged out eyes inflicted by angry aliens

Nails sharp, metallic claws, ripping at the throat

Scratching at the vacant skies half maddening

Exposing a complex skeletal system poisoned

A cobwebbed network of limp branched bones

That fill in the nightmares shared by strangers

Fall collapsed, civilization followed, laughed

Cemetery house claims an ugly infestation

Aliens, lost souls, elongated skulls remain

Quiet, serene, for the time being

Visitors tongues are silenced

Cut out with a smile, glistening white

Author's Note

Created for your Halloween pleasure... or horror if you prefer