Hallows EveA Poem by WrenlaneA little fun with Hallo's EveHallows Eve
Why was I sent forth on this dark night to the house of that old Grog? A frightful night for sure it twas, through this forest in this thick fog. My master said that I must go to retrieve his heart’s desire, It matters not to him my fear that burns in me like fire! The moon was full I could scarcely see, thru the fog drenched forest trees! The air hung thick with an eerie cold that added to my unease! The howl of jackals struck the air, I know not from whence it came. Yeah I knew this, if I be found, my bowels would feed these ghoulish feinds. What’s was that ahead that I then saw thru dense fog and forest trees? Eyes that burn like flaming coals, my heart pounded would death now seize? I started to run, trying to escape, that night of hell, on Hallows Eve! Then I see a clearing up ahead but it twas filled with headstones of the dead, So I ran faster, as some horror pursued, I turned to see those eyes blood red! They were closing fast I started to scream; I ran faster and faster so it seemed. And then I saw this cottage light, was it to be real or just a dream? As I approached I saw a path that led up to this sanctuary, My mind was racing, who lived here, friend of foe, I remained so wary! And then a sign above the door seemed inviting; it named the place. Rebecca’s Inn, a place to rest? I knocked and waited and held my breath, As the door began to creek open, the sign above it began to morph, Rebecca’s Inn became Rebecca’s End, I lost my head and caught my death! © 2016 WrenlaneAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWrenlaneTampa, FLAboutI am about to retire from law enforcement after 17 years, a 12 year Army vet. I reside in Tampa with my wife of 43 years, where we raised 2 girls. and are now blessed to be apart of helping to raise o.. more..Writing
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