Bleak cold grey headstones
Fresh light of dawn breaks on them
One grave is empty
Tag: Horror
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Fear Filled Fridays (8/24/2018): Missing
Bleak cold grey headstones
Fresh light of dawn breaks on them
One grave is empty
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Fear Filled Fridays (8/17/2018): Under the Bed
In the darkened room
Nightlight protects the children
From monsters unseen
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Fear Filled Fridays (8/10/2018): A Tale of Silver Bullets
Deadly shape shifter
I hear your howls at the moon
Tonight it all ends
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I fear no silver
You cannot defeat me now
In my beastly form
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Claws slash, rip, tear flesh
Hunter and creature battle
A gun blast echoes
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A month of days pass
Fever, chills, tormented soul
Full moon on the rise
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Fear Filled Fridays (8/3/2018): Nocturnal
Standing in shadows
Vampire watching his victim
Lusting for rich blood
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Fear Filled Fridays (7/27/2018): Baby Monitor
The image flickers
Something moving in the room
White and transparent
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Fear Filled Fridays (7/20/2018): New Vampire
Sweet pulsing crimson
Cocktail for eternal life
Blood drenched centuries
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Fear Filled Fridays (7/13/2018): Something in the Night
Boards creaking loudly
Ghostly steps on basement stairs
Spirit ascending
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Fear Filled Fridays (7/6/2018): Witch
Riding a broomstick
Black dress flapping in the wind
Cackling as she flies
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Fear Filled Fridays (6/15/2018): Haunted House 2
Tick, tock, tick – night time
The hallway floor creaks softly
Footsteps in the dark
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Fear Filled Fridays (6/8/2018): Haunted House
Ghostly creaks and moans
Rattle, Rattle, Rattle, Boo
Up and down the halls
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Fear Filled Fridays (6/1/2018): The Tomb
Locked away inside
Something lurks in the darkness
Waiting to return
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Fear Filled Fridays (5/25/2018): The Attic
The room is cold,
no light filters into the gloom.
A quiet abandoned place,
dark, full of doom.
Footsteps echo,
walking across the floor.
I listen to them move,
as they reach the attic door.
The door opens,
closes back.
Footsteps on the stairs,
on a downward track.
I crawl inside my covers,
listen as the steps draw near.
Should I run?
Should I hide?
The covers shift,
the ghost is by my side.
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Fear Filled Fridays (5/18/2018): The Rocking Chair
As the rocking chair creaks,
I lie awake in bed,
with images of ghosts,
dancing in my head.
Why is the rocking chair moving?
Who or what is in the chair?
Rocking all night long,
without a single care.
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Fear Filled Fridays (5/4/2018): EVP and The Ghost Hunter
Voices of the dead
I can hear you loud and clear
Talking through machines
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Fear Filled Fridays (4/27/2018): Food for the Vampire
Lost inside a trance
Victim cradled in his arms
Sharp fangs pierce the flesh
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Fear Filled Fridays (4/20/2018): Groundskeeper
Man on a mower
Cutting between the gravestones
Corpses start to wake
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Fear Filled Fridays (4/13/2018): Werewolf
The moon shining bright
Yellow and full in the sky
A lone howl erupts
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These are two of the best Werewolf transformations to ever hit the cinema screen.
Graphic content. Sensitive audiences beware.
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Fear Filled Fridays (4/6/2018): Her Head
A quick one night stand
Dusting off the marriage rust
Lust and ecstasy
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Back to the routine
A normal day to day life
One night stand erased
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Two quick weeks later
Man finds a bloody bundle
Laying on his desk
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Fear Filled Fridays (3/30/2018): Golden Orb
Moonlight casting rays,
buttery light fills the ground,
the night is alive,
with nocturnal sound.
What hides inside the shadows?
Creeps among the black,
using this golden light,
only for attack.
Is it a Werewolf?
Transformed by the moon,
or some other creature,
awoken to soon.
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