The Black Canary

The Black Canary

A Poem by Tom
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This is a fun poem, written in the spirit of Halloween.

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Twas hallow's eve, they, drunk and merry
Stumbled through the dead end, dreary
Searching for a laugh, a fright
Caught staggering through the dead of night
Singing songs that none did master
Enticing ghouls to great disaster
Climb the steps, they chanted softly
To stay the night would become costly
Turn the knob and push the door
And forfeit life forever more
Betraying hinges once did groan
With threshold past the ghosts did moan
A peculiar durge did pluck my ear
And cloaked me in an awful fear
The mournful song who's past was merry
Sung by the ominous Black Canary
Her song, a ghostly whispered trill
That pulls the soul for one last thrill
When silence falls, life here ends
Without a chance to make amends
And on your tombstone the words be wary
Seak not to find the Black Canary

© 2017 Tom



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Added on September 17, 2017
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Tom
Tom

Fouke, AR



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I am an electrician, husband, father, grandfather, Marine, and amateur writer of poetry and short stories. At 54 years old, I have plenty of life experiences to draw upon. more..

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