I’ll never forget the rain that day, It fell upon my crown and wound down between footprints trodden through grass. My head spun, heady with thoughts of you, Traces of that kiss laid upon my lips. Holding hands to the sky I wound my soul to the sky. All life had meaning as I walked … More Sinister Countdown- Tortorem
Hark now do you hear the wind whistle? Like crunching leaves and decaying thistle. Upon a lonely ridge lungs fill with air, Releasing course yammerings through fangs bare. Soon rises our symbol quite bold, Flush of blood upon faces bold. Writhing forms plead at the gate, Throw open bolts and laugh at fate Let fear … More Sinister Countdown- October Moon
Reading your secrets, Sweet musty deluge of lies, Too bad bones can’t hide. -M.E. InkOwl
Watcher in the dark with lidless eye, Seeks to find you out and expose the lies. Catch your breath among empty halls, You find nothing but rats crawling through walls. Run and hide round places unknown, We will follow everywhere you roam. Hunting seeking smelling tasting, There is no where you will go where we … More Sinister Countdown- Song to a Killer
So often had Sally wondered, Upon the trunk beneath the tree. Too afraid to ask her grandmother, What treasures laid nestled deep within. It had sat there for weeks and weeks, Collecting dirt, water, and her attention. Both night and day with silver lines gleaming, It made young Sally’s mind run reeling. So she had … More Sinister Countdown- Locked Up Secrets
Footsteps wander a lonely hall, Shuffling beneath a moon quite full. Curtains rustle as cold breeze ripples, Shifting gentle upon dusted ground. Shadows rise up between closed doors, And shriek in silence as the flash down. All the while footsteps wander, Passing onward in a forgotten round. Now you hear voices whispered, Murmur beyond locked … More Sinister Countdown- Midnight Walking
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
Whiskers upon a midnight cat, Twitch in knowing thought. Lights dim upon each window sill, And flesh tries to hide. Arching back, gouging claws, A hiss reaching end to end. All grows still a locked latches lift, And a shadow invites itself in. -M.E. InkOwl
Cat eyes flash acid, Spitting bubbling morass, Wheezing voices call. -M.E. InkOwl
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
The Ink Owl 