Wicked Things

Mischief danced in the dark
as the odor of dead things
overpowered the scent of pine.

This was not a place for the fair folk
or butterflies but a cold space where demons
gathered behind unspoken names.

There is power in naming things
for then true natures are revealed,
and there are some things too unspeakable to behold.

Jagged shadows wait at the crossroads
where the ley lines hum beneath their need
and the devil lurks in the script of fine print.

Things of the night are conjured forth
by sweat smelling of desperation
and souls unraveling in madness.

Pacts signed in the blood of the reckless
are more forever than forever itself
in this hollow where wicked things come to feast.

Reviews

[David Scott]

You have penned an instant classic here Blue!
The poetry can be light and fun like a child's fantasy of Halloween. When I read this however, I see the dark places if the soul. The line about naming things and power is so true. Sometimes it gives the pier to overcome the darkness and other times the darkness seems to gain power by being called out...
Interesting write and full of psychological and philosophical implications if the reader cares to consider them.
I'm impressed!

[icelandicblue]

Wow, thank you for that David I am humbled. The naming of things should be a sacred task but when dark forces get involved it can sully the process.

[Daffy]

Well, I am impressed also, in reading it several times, the implications it gives together with the thoughts it conjures in my mind.....makes me shiver. I can see the place, but I'd rather not look. Very clever piece of work. D

[icelandicblue]

Thanks Daffy...just cover your eyes. I appreciate your reaction.

[willweb]

"More forever than forever itself ". Now that is a line to remember. This poem was dark and scary and perfect for this time of year. I really enjoyed this.

[icelandicblue]

Thanks willweb. I'm glad you liked that line because I was unsure of it but now I feel better about it. Thank you again.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love this month, love Halloween, love this piece of eerie darkness.

[icelandicblue]

Thank you jacob, Halloween was most definitely the inspiration.

[Austin H]

Such an amazing read, the perfect story for Halloween

[icelandicblue]

Yes the season is most definitely upon us!

[AprilRN1210]

if a piece ever needed a voice recording this one does!.. I want to hear it spoken over the light of a flashlight under the stars with a campfire.. with the inflections and intonations in your voice as the tale is told.. the writing is exquisite and imagery vivid.. it gives us just enough of a tease.. it stimulates on several levels and I love when a write does that.. well done!

[icelandicblue]

I am so happy that you liked this tale April. You are right I think. If this were read with the right expressions it could add to the eeriness of it all. Thank you so much.

[AprilRN1210]

you're welcome.. it was my pleasure..

[redflutterby]

Something wicked this way comes!! Wow Anne you do scary very well. Wonderful write for Halloween!!

[icelandicblue]

Thanks Red. I always wished I had created that line. It's one of my favorites. It's just so delicious!

[Lyn Anderson]

Wow. This is eerie, and creepy, and exceptionally well written.

[icelandicblue]

Thank you so very much. I am happy you felt and eeriness from the descriptions. Horror is not my forte but the concept is fun to play around with during this season.

[Lyn Anderson]

I think you definitely nailed it. I don't think much is "not your forte'" from what I can see.:)

[Bright Ocean Star]

This reminds me of the forest in Harry Potter where the beautiful unicorns were killed in cold blood.

[Bright Ocean Star]

Great writing, Ice!

[icelandicblue]

I remember, their blood was silver. That was a haunting scene. Thank you so much Bright Ocean Star.

[Bright Ocean Star]

You are welcome...very appropriate for this month, too!

[Pryde Foltz]

Pacts signed in the blood of the reckless
are more forever than forever itself
in this hollow where wicked things come to feast.

A tale of horror indeed … the most terrifying nightmares … aren't really nightmares, are they?

[icelandicblue]

That is the truth of it Pryde. Thank you.

[TL Boehm]

NIIICE. A great creepy, spooky poem for the season. Sinister skin crawly writing. Where wicked things come to feast. Could lend itself to a larger story if you were so inclined to write it.

[icelandicblue]

Thanks Tammy. When I was writing it it felt like the setting of something bigger.

[Baby Ricochet]

Wow Blue, this is really good. Brilliant even. Outstanding work

[icelandicblue]

Thanks so much BR. I really appreciate that.