H-A-U-N-T-E-D F-O-R-E-S-T, A Pictureless Poem

Headed deep into the wood, Around us it grew dark, Up ahead a stranger stood, No others in this park, Turned to us, his face a mask, Eyes were glowing red, Dripped some blood into a flask, Filled our cores with dread, Over head a mist moved in Rolled along the ground, Echoes of aContinue reading “H-A-U-N-T-E-D F-O-R-E-S-T, A Pictureless Poem”

Deals With Grim, A Rhyming Monstrousity

Listen close, a tale I have, you’ll want to hear it through, I think it may, just might one day, also save you too, You see it happened, the other night, the ghost of death he came, Grim Reaper himself, my soul to take, I offered him a game, We played it quick, victor IContinue reading “Deals With Grim, A Rhyming Monstrousity”