heaven’s
turned to
black
darkness
fell with
blood
opened
graves are
bad
midnight;
toll of
bells
zombies
crave for
brains
footfalls
follow
boy
stupid
to be
brave
night is
for the
beasts
The madness of fear by Francisco Goya
Linking up to Mindlovemisery the Baker street by Paloma challenge using b one syllable words in each last line… Not a lot of syllables to make sense, hope I did.
October 29, 2016
Björn Rudbergs writings 
This is certainly an absorbing list of chilling things to cross one’s mind – each stanza has the potential to end very, very badly. The thing that I found was so interesting about it, is that the narrative is rather childlike – small statements that are delivered in a manner similar to the way in which a very young child perceives and comments on the world they are learning about (as in: fire is hot, knives are bad). The eerie content juxtaposed against the naivety of the form, hypes up the “sinister” factor.
I rather agree with Wendy’s comment…. Nicely judged, Björn
Yes! You did this really well … flows well and gives the readers a shiver!
Very creative, I love this one:
“zombies
crave for
brains” whooooo scary…..running away. hehe
OH! Halloween is near, footsteps follow boy! Scary!
Indeed!
I think of the horror shows I used to watch and think…No don’t go into the night! But of course ‘they’ never do listen…
And now I’ve stopped watching horror…
🙂
Wow … this is very eerie … and very well-written, Bjorn 🙂
Even though I created the form I find it difficult to do well … and you did indeed do it well. Bravo!
So wonderful to see you took the challenge!
Sorry it took me so long to respond … moving .. and it’s been crazy-busy here.
All the best to you
Paloma / Mis Lucja