Bone Pile

It was very late

Black all around

Thick tall, black trees

Somehow, I’d become disoriented

Couldn’t figure out where I was

Everything looked different

Having no light I fumbled on

Well off the trail now

Staggering over, downed branches

Pushing heavy, hanging branches aside

That slapped and slashed my face

I stumbled, tripped and fell

Into what at first felt like bones

I felt around and there were more

They were bones

Of all different sizes

And scattered parts of ribcages

There were broken shin sized bones

And at least two damaged skulls

I lay still, quietly stunned

What had I stumbled upon

Then a noise

Something large crushing branches

Fear gripped me

I was afraid to breath

My heart was thumping

How could it not hear the beating

Then, yellow slits looked down at me

A huge hairy arm reached out

And too soon

I became more bones added to the pile

 

 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Dave, I wonder now as it is Nov 1st whether this will be the last of the halloweeny's for another year. I have to congratulate you on an excellent innings and thoroughly delighting and entertaining us all with your tales of gore and fear. Happy Sunday :)

Chris

[Dave Brown]

I also enjoyed it all but all things must come to an end
Glad to hear you were entertained

[Pestonjee]

Oh I loved this blow by blow account of turning into a bone pile! I want to thank that thing for turning us into those awesome heaps of bones. Such a lovely recycling machine! Hahaha! Truly enjoyed!

[Dave Brown]

he was just takin care of business
glad U enjoyed

[Pestonjee]

The recycling business is quite lucrative i hear. I wonder how much he makes 🤔

[barleygirl]

Now you're just showing off! You ole pile of bones! Nobody, and I mean, NOBODY could keep pace with your amazingly prolific spew of Halloween ideas to write about this year. I think I'll take next year off becuz I'm exhausted trying to come up with new Halloween storylines! It's time to move on to Thanksgiving & feasting & chopping heads off turkeys & plucking them (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Dave Brown]

That's the end of it!
This one came about from a couple of hikers we had to rescue, middle of the night, out in the back woods, yelling for help after they had become totally disoriented
The cafe will miss you if you take any time at all off but I'll leave the head chopping 2U
BG

[barleygirl]

I didn't mean taking time off from the cafe . . . I meant I might boycott Halloween 2021!