Cryptic

The crypt entrance

Was covered in weed

The crypt doorstep

Stained by old bleed

Inside the chamber,

Intent on a foul deed

Human flesh now

His greatest need

 

Saliva covering his sickly chin

Salivating bout tasting

Sweet human skin

Starved for twelve months

He’d become extra thin

And now thinking

About human chompin

Had his crooked green fangs

Forming a sick grin

 

So very black that

He couldn’t see

He staggered to the door slab

Crawling cross on one knee

But being too weak

To lift his skeleton key

It ended any intended

Human eating spree    

With him disappearing 

Into obscurity

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Definitely one of your best efforts for crafting rhyme & rhythm! I love how you describe stuff as very yukky, but then once in a while you throw in something a little funny (like "crooked green fangs") which breaks the serious tenor of your ghoulishness (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Dave Brown]

I certainly appreciate you both taking the time to comment and the very kindly tenor or the comment itself
you are a fine person
That is you isn't it??............

[barleygirl]

Having a tough day . . . guess that makes me nicer!?!?!

[Dave Brown]

no no
I am having a fabulous day and I hope you are also having a good day
Just appreciate you always taking the time, one of the very few!!
See more fires down your way
Will it ever end
Thanxagain

[Robert Trakofler]

I have had some bad morning rises in my day but that's just sad!

[Dave Brown]

Some mornings can certainly be quite difficult
Hope you had a good one today and wishes for many more good ones in the future
BB