A raging wind tore leaves from limbs of dying trees,
when from the graveyard far away a hell hound howled.
“This night the ghosts are out”, the landlord said and locked
the door; I did not answer; I just sipped my beer,
and waited for this night to pass, the room was filled
with listless souls and darkness creeped across the floor.
The minutes moved on leaden feet and hours crawled
through dust and silt until the muted clock struck twelve.
There was a stir among the souls when suddenly, a shot.
The landlord gasped when from the darkest corner rose
a face of such angelic beauty never seen.
We couldn’t tell when this amazing creature came,
We didn’t know its nature, whether man or beast,
we only knew to bow and hope and on our knees
we begged for mercy, pleaded as it drew its sword
and slayed us one by one without a single word.
When morning tiptoed through the room, I woke to see
the landlord’s headless torso splayed across a stool,
the floor was red with blood and all but me were dead.
I stared in dread at all the death the beast had caused,
when I felt the cold of steel, my hand around the hilt.
I’m demon now and brightness of the daylight stings.
Tonight it’s Halloween, and tomorrow Open Link Night at dVerse. I thought a little darkness told in meter would be fun to link up. Happy nightmares.
November 1, 2018