026. Halloween By Day Poem by Jaden Knight

026. Halloween By Day



I step towards the haunted house
high up on the hill
casting weird shadows
even in day light

Bats fly round the turrets
ghosts scream in the rooms
headless zombies scuttle
in the dying undergrowth

The butler answers the door
his head under his arm
bowing to the guests
showing his open neck

Heavy chains rattle in the hallway
to the sound of heavy footsteps
the ghostly man turns to look at me
I see his pain

I turn away from the haunted house
and run away down the path
the sound of chains follow me
like haunting dreams

Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: halloween
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 14 August 2016

this made me laugh: his head under his arm this is (almost) chilling, Profanisaurus! bri :) ok! to MyPoemList.............another one! !

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Alesia Leach 01 November 2014

Great poem - very entertaining and visual.

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