The Night Creatures.

They walk through the darkness
The night creatures
Searching out their prey
With stealth like accuracy
Gathering pace
As the scent gets stronger
Teeth baring 
Sharpened claws extended
As the prey await their fate
The hairs go up
A sudden quiet descends
Then the screams reach fever pitch
It’s too late
Surrounded
Nowhere to run
They have you
Trick or treat mister
Blast
Caught again.

Reviews

[KC]

love this!!!! so creative

[Paul Bell]

Wonder if I should pin it to my door. lol

[BBP]

Agreed kids begging for my candy freak me out too! hahahahaha

[Paul Bell]

Something tells me, you've got a beware of me sign outside your door. lol

[barleygirl]

I see you're having a little Halloween fun . . . which I love to do, too! Nice way to build up tension, suspense, & then with a fun little twist at the end! Can't get enuf of the creepy spooky genre! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Paul Bell]

You'll not say that when I'm at your door at 4 in the morning. lol

[barleygirl]

Thankful for the big moat of safety called the Atlantic Ocean! *wink! wink!*

[Gee]

It's just scrounging with the parents approval.
Never had that in my day son, not a bit of it. If we wanted sweets we had to nick 'em from the corner shop. Knock, knock....yes, "trick or treat mister"......f**k off........slammmmmmmmmm

[Paul Bell]

What is it about stealing sweets that's so satisfying.
I must admit. When they turn up begging after ten. F**k off is appropriate.

[Gee]

Lol........

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Ha! Very clever Paul. You had me frightened until the end. Suspenseful poem with eery, spooky imagery - then- Gotcha! Love it.

[Paul Bell]

That's me coming to your door, Annette.