Skull

Skull

A Poem by Poe Redd
"

ateehee. guess why im happy. just wrote an unhappy poem. 8D

"

Door opens emmitting holy-night souls

giving shadow to a frozen moment of fear

cut-ragged eyes

chagrined smile beneath her chin

sliding a leer over the petrified pair

the children vied to touch her skin

wan and flaking from a gunmetal skull

their clean fingers froze midflight

her broken eyes came alight

with a fire inside humming a tune of suicide

the sensible parents rushed to stand

as quivering pillars before their innocent young

a tongue of fire slipped between

her filed teeth and speaking

hertofore, a foreward thrust of her corpse

and her bones lay on the floor soaking

in the growing inferno she spew

through the door the family flew

the father unfortunate protective last in line

look to the skull in the firebed on the kitchen floor

as she croaks

"God help her but her soul is with me"

and then horns she grew

silver and curved and reaching for him.

 

Expecting the house to catch the devilish fever

witnissed within its walls

the family still huddles across the street

when a frozen pink morning falls

and no smoke they saw

the house appeared safe and so the father stood

and ventured alone to see the damage

and demon corpse

no ash, no smell, nothing burned to black bits

no body, not all of it anyway

grasping the table leg with silver horns

the skull stares cold over his shoulder

with what looks like her hand

in her mouth

"What soul would nest in such a skull?"

he pried it loose and tossed it out

pretending now

not like that night had been a nightmare

but like it'd been a sin they could have lived without.

© 2012 Poe Redd


Author's Note

Poe Redd
doot doot. This was hastily ended. hope all my dark-mind friends out there like this anyway. :)

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A very good poem. I like the darkness and the thoughts create by your words. Good visions and questions raised by the entertaining poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


Exquisite!!! dark it sure is, terrificly use of such language giving it the said feel...
brilliant...

Posted 12 Years Ago


It`s so vivid picture from a horror movies, and arise association in me with a theatre piece! very good and original use of words to express the terrifying skull, as a mask of death itself...I like your dark gothic poems!
~nia~

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on April 18, 2012
Last Updated on April 18, 2012
Tags: dark, skull, death, horror, fire, bad stuff, yo, innocence, sin, crazy

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Poe Redd
Poe Redd

Ontario, Canada



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