In the darkened room
Nightlight protects the children
From monsters unseen
In the darkened room
Nightlight protects the children
From monsters unseen
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
Standing in shadows
Vampire watching his victim
Lusting for rich blood
The image flickers
Something moving in the room
White and transparent
Sweet pulsing crimson
Cocktail for eternal life
Blood drenched centuries
Boards creaking loudly
Ghostly steps on basement stairs
Spirit ascending
Riding a broomstick
Black dress flapping in the wind
Cackling as she flies
The spirit drifts – moves
Transparent nighttime motion
While the world slumbers

(pen and ink provided by my wife)
It was there,
just at the corner,
a twinkle,
a flash,
something quick,
fading out of sight.
Tick, tock, tick – night time
The hallway floor creaks softly
Footsteps in the dark
Thick glistening web
Filled with what was caught last night
Heavy load of bugs
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Ghostly creaks and moans
Rattle, Rattle, Rattle, Boo
Up and down the halls
Furry companion
Friend through the good times and bad
Forever loyal
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Locked away inside
Something lurks in the darkness
Waiting to return
Nature brings the rain
Helps the bright flowers to grow
Every springtime
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Bright green windswept leaves
Swaying in a soft warm breeze
Storm clouds hanging low
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.
Green tropical plant
Swaying in the ocean breeze
Nestled in the sand
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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.