Scary October 12

Here we are at the unholy month of October. I thought I would do a paranormal, witchy, unholy bunch of poems, some new and some old.

Don’t forget to check out Jane Dougherty and Kat Myrman‘s plans for this month!

Today’s poem is a Witches worse nightmare.

Image from Pixabay

It is hard when you’re witch, Your very presence gives polite society an itch.

When you float by in your latest gown

Women scream and men hit the ground.

Now all of the above could be a boon

Were it not for the fact that it happens for the wrong reason.

Why do they goggle if you ride the moon,

It is not my job to please them.

It is enough to make you shout and scream

When your hair plays up and looks good on Halloween.

A careless sprite has cleaned the blood from your dress

Dabbed away all signs of mess.

No, no that really can’t be right looking clean and tidy on All Souls Night.

To make it worse I just received a call to say

My Vampire friends are to busy to come and play.

OH! tell me what’s a girl to do

I think I am coming down with flu.

I think I have really lost the plot, that guy over there just told me I look hot!

photo credit

Look at me, I look like a fairy, What is going on I should be Bloody Scary Mary!

No, I did not think so,

Eek! I just looked in the mirror where did all my attitude go? What is a self respecting witch to do

Some pesky imp has used all my goo !

There are only four days left until Halloween

And I look like a Fairy Queen.

It gets worse, damn,this just is not fair

None of my rags are fit to wear. They all make me look stunning . This the work of evil and cunning

I guess I shall just have to go and hide

Looking like this, the gossip I’ll never survive.

I shall just climb into a box

And dine on pig’s swill and slops. I just don’t know what I have done

I even crave a little rest in the sun??

Help, this is not right I am a creature of the night!!