Running for life.

Running for  Life

Step after step I drag myself through the rain

Blind to all around me , my  mind closed to the pangs of pain.

Fear, hatred and panic screaming in my head, loathing coursing in my veins.

Step after  blooded step, I run and yet it is gaining.

I stumble and fall , legs and arms grazed I crawl no point in complaining.

Hot breath on my neck I shudder in fear I smell his rank sweat as he draws near.

I feel his claws scrape at my flesh, I loose a scream of primal fear.

Ripping at my dress and  hair I run for my life, to look over my shoulder I don’t dare.

No choices left to me, naught I can do . I stand and face the beast  for death I prepare.

Eyes red as the devil, pure evil it seems, closing on me, my worst of dreams.

Caught in his clutches, mercy is not on the cards, so  I beg for divine intervention.

His nostrils flaring, baring his fangs letting me live is not his intention.

Finally all I can do is fall on my knees and pray , why must this horror be my last of day.

Suddenly after a thunderous noise a white flash as lightening  carved him in half God be praised.

Broken and bleeding I lay in the mud,my life slipping out of me no fight left no more……..

Wordless Wednesday.

Witchy willow had a fright.

Witchy willow had a fright

In her mirror something she didn’t like

Something scared her made her scream

Was she awake or is was it a dream.

Halloween is fast approaching

Time to get the Pumpkins roasting.

Capture some humans and set them toasting.

Invitations to demons she is posting.

This her hectic time of year

Busy, instilling , in young children, fear.

Time to wake the ghouls and ghosts

Shake the Vampires from their posts.

Out to dance around tombs

Dodging sprits as around they zooms.

Back to Witchy willow’s fright

What upset her in the night

Something had made her heart beat slow?

Above her head, a magic Rainbow.!

Poor Witchy willow’s so upset

Rainbows are not her best look

I bet.

All Hallows Eve

Image from Pixabay

Bones are creaking, chains are rattling

Blood is flowing and spirits are battling.

Bats and owls in flight.

Pumpkins lanterns all alight

Witches ready out to go.

Screaming winds start to blow.

Evil spectres and vampires take to flight ,

Zombies stir ready for a wicked night.

Moans and groans all around

Echoing making spooky sound.

It is no use to pray this day,

All unholy things are out to play.

Will we all survive the night,
Or will all our senses all take flight.

Is that Vlad out seeking fun

With his friend Death evading the sun?

They are trouble together abroad

Wreaking havoc when they get board.

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Little children unaware

Of the dangers lurking there.

Cruise through the streets

Knocking on doors for tick or treat

Collecting untested Halloween fare.
There may be evil spirits behind doors hiding .
Watch out for the Grim Reaper out a riding.

So dear friends I bid you safe,
At this time of loss of faith.
Hold on fast to your hearts and souls
Be careful demons pour your blood into bowls.
Tortures horrendous can await

Behind each door or garden gate.

You do not want your guts served upon a plate!

So there is just one thing left to do.

Wave from my broomstick and bid you well
And safe from all the slavering hounds of hell!

woooooooooohooo

Witches Tamed.

Re my One Liner Wednesday post care of Lindaghill this week.

After taking Ruby to the vets yesterday I kept my promise to help my friend sort out her wayward witches.

Why was I asked to help, because I had been a window dresser in my youth.

Spooky wooky.

Halloween, Acrostic Nonet.

Photo © willowdot21 2019.

Halloween Acrostic Poem.

Hale and hearty ghosts and scary ghouls

Awake October, thems the rules

Lupines greet the harvest moon

Luna rays excite their mood

Over graves mist does swirl

Witche’s cauldrons.

Eperveces

Every

Night.

October Nights

Image from Pixabay

October Nights

The moon is full and golden

Spirits awake, become emboldened

Leaves and mists swirl about

Autumn is here, without a doubt.

++++

Foot steps echo down the street

It’s not someone you’d want to meet.

Something fluttering round your ears

Black and sharp, awakes your fears.

++++

Keep your eyes straight ahead

Keep your nerve don’t wind up dead.

There are more things to this season

Than can be explained by human reason.

++++

Morrigan.

Morrigan Nightmare of the rebirth of the dead.

Morrigan

Dark and stormy full of dread

On the grey waters black of heart and dress of red.

Sullen feeling filled her soul

As the wind whipped up her dress and let fly her hair black as coal.

In the sky over head weaved her Raven broad of wing and sharp of eye

Black and shiny against a grey unholy sky.

Waters broke about her feet,

Icy cold, but to her sweet.

She is the rebirth of the dead

She is the one on which all darkness is fed.

Slowly as the thunder clashed

She turned to face me and an evil light in her eyes flashed.

Reaching out her hand to me

She gently cooed that she had come to set me free.

Relinquish all of you that is good, give in to me

Relax, release I am here to set you free.

No I screamed I will not bow to you, I am not such easy prey

Here I stand and here I shall stay

Do what ever you have come to do.

Angry now she motioned to her raven down,

He swooped at speed. So fast was he and noisy too.

His warning screech I did not heed

In he came with talons long and beak razor sharp on my face to feed.

That was how I lost my sight,

It was wrenched from me that dark grey night .

Still I was steadfast I stood my ground

Though her raven ripped at me and threw my flesh all around.

I would not give into the dead

I uttered every prayer I had ever said.

Finally in the cold light of dawn

I found myself on the shore lost and forlorn.

Pained and I could see no more.

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Dark and stormy full of dread

On the grey waters black of heart and dress of red.

Sullen feeling filled her soul

As the wind whipped up her dress and let fly her hair black as coal.

One-Liner Wednesday 31/10/18.

This is brought to you care of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday

“Villainy wears many masks, none so dangerous as the mask of virtue.”
Ichabod Crane, Sleepy Hollow(1999)

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