Sinister Countdown- Haiku 7
Reading your secrets, Sweet musty deluge of lies, Too bad bones can’t hide. -M.E. InkOwl
Reading your secrets, Sweet musty deluge of lies, Too bad bones can’t hide. -M.E. InkOwl
Upon this wood, we cast our net, Gleaming in the evening light. With drops of blood so tainted spill, We break down its wards of light. Dance round the circle, Once, Twice, Thrice. The elements now align. Yew, Iron, and Copper. Break upon our burning hands. For we call upon the powers beyond, Crumble those … More Sinister Countdown- Quattuor Carmina
The rains have subsided now. In the heavens clouds break apart revealing a deep azure sky. My eyes reflect azure as rough hands rip me from my garden. Down the main street with hands bound in thick iron cuffs I stride. To either side of me a faceless community watches. “Curse thee, wicked woman!” Cries a broken hag. Her teeth crooked … More Sinister Countdown-Caught
Let the blight and rot come forth, Beneath this Yew Wood deep. We bring forth a pestilence and plague, With our hands so keen. For now as we gather strength, Our quarry rears it’s head. Cover them with torment unending, as the sickness seeps in deep. For we will prevail in our dark pursuits, We … More Sinister Countdown- Carmine Octavo
Bells tolled in the twilight their cracked and aged mounting protesting with shrieks unheard above the clamoring din. “Hurry child they won’t be long! You’ve got to flee from this home!” Aunt Harriett’s face was flushed with panic as she pulled Cher’s from the icebox and wrapped a warm loaf into Meredith’s bag. “But Aunt, … More Sinister Countdown- Witch Daughter’s Flight
“Careful there, young master!” Crooned a voice issuing from a throat harsh with age. The very air shivered at the sound. Martin shook sandy blond curls from an apple-cheeked face as he stopped on the muddy lane. The young boy turned around, looking back down the rain-soaked pathway. There, limping between wagon ruts that ran deep … More Sinister Countdown- Grandmother Agnes
Tangled hair wrapped tight, Pulled from mouths most horrified, A devils brand glows. -M.E. InkOwl
Chip, crack, crash. We break the ice, jagged and clear. Washing our hands from blood through the years. Chip, crack, crash. Our work here will never be done. Eternal frost and broken bones. Chip, crack, crash. We are buried beneath an unending load. Backs bent, skin slick with sweat and liquid ice. Chip, crack, crash. … More Sinister Countdown- Chip, Crack, Crash
You said you’d never forget me, That our love was a thing that would last. I believed you, with all my heart, never thinking of the emptiness you left in my head. I was yours, you were mine and we both new it was true. But then you grew cold, far colder than I could … More Sinister Countdown- Buried Regrets
Light the fire, flint upon wick, Trick the monkey’s eyes a pinch. Stretch the bones and let blood dry, For now, we start our counting. Renew the circle and bring forth the wine, Taste more the darkness within us. For now, we start a counting. ‘Tis moon so full, and sky so shadowed, Before the … More Sinister Countdown- Primus Carmen