Bone and ash,
Bone and ash,
the moon laughs
at night’s evil dance.
Terror sifts through chains
of image and noise
trying to divine ghost
from human.
Bravery screams its failure
in cries of help, but the wind’s
screeching muffles rescue.
The dead reach for living hands
to join them in a macabre waltz
of life and death and tomb.
©Susie Clevenger 2012
Shay at Real Toads asked us to write something
Poe would be proud of....well, I went dark any way. :)
Comments
K
Get me out of here!
Unless, of course, I can watch the dance!
wonderful!
♥
Poeriffic! ;D
ooh, love the bones n' ashes!
Tomb dancing...wow~
I love the spell you have cast~