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The Widow

The Widow

A Poem by Dave Brown



Passing by an opening manhole cover

Sarah, walking a dark dank street

Felt, more than saw, a long black arm

Grasp her by her hairy feet


Crows and ravens watched from above

Along with a lurking ghoul

They watched her from the darkening sky

Pulled down into the fright-filled hole


Down where Ghouls plan their charade

Indifferent eyes watched her plight

Where goblins practice their ghastly trade

She was dragged, down out of sight


But she straightened herself up

Took her hanky and dabbed each lip

And wanting to remain modest

She dusted off a black hip


Then they both had a good laugh

It was her husband just being a pain          

Still laughing, she gave him a fatal sting

Becoming a Black Widow once again



© 2021 Dave Brown

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Ooooo! Me likes very much! ~Sharon

Posted 1 Week Ago

Dave Brown

1 Week Ago

Hello Sharon
A bit of Halloween fun
Good to hear from you
You have quite a collection of fun Halloween poems.

Posted 1 Week Ago

Dave Brown

1 Week Ago

Thanks Shelley
I try to keep it up until Halloween
Just some fun
Shelley Warner

1 Week Ago

We'll keep reading them.

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Added on October 6, 2021
Last Updated on October 6, 2021


Dave Brown
Dave Brown

gabriola island, BC - British Columbia, Canada

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