Havoc

dark doings

Havoc

 

She slinks through back alleys

With black alley cats

In the dark night they

Seek out yummy black rats

 

All that they catch

Goes down the hatch

And by night’s end

There’s been a whole batch

 

To keep her skin fresh

She uses animal fat

And her sweet pet

Is a blood sucking bat

 

Dressed in a black cape

And pointy hat

Her many victims

Are a sorry stat

 

She prefers warm bodies

Cold meat causes grief

Then uses old finger bones

To clean t’ween yellow teeth

 

Her food favorites

Don’t come with a label

But her meal choices

Are certainly a fable

With many unescorteds

Vanishing from sight

When she causes havoc

On halloween night

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting tale in the poetry. I wanted to read more. What roamed in the night. They like to be left alone. Thank you John for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[john l smith]

Well thanks for your visit
Hopefully she will want to share more of her adventure during another night roam
Dave

[Chris Shaw]

Suitably dark for Halloween. You have found a niche with this scary stuff haven:t you? In fact you are fast becoming an expert in this field. Another read to send shivers down the spine. Well done.

Chris

[john l smith]

Hello Chris
My warped, but hitherto hidden, personality throwing off the shackles of conformity!!
Funny, my sister just asked what will I do after halloween and I assume I will just slip back into obscurity, probably until next halloween!!
Thanks for visit
Have a jolly day
Dave

[Chris Shaw]

Your sister just asked you what I was also thinking :))

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I love reading your dark poetic doings and this one here is brilliant! Cleaning teeth with old finger bones - that's a yucky thought but came out too vivid to me lol
Great write :))

[john l smith]

Haha
Thanks again for visit and comment
I think the finger bones were a stone age solution.
I doubt any modern day witch would be so crass!
Dave

[barleygirl]

Being a Halloween fanatic myself, I've read a bunch of spooky s**t here lately, but this is truly in the top ten this season! I love to mix macabre & humor myself, but you totally blow me away & I hate it. You have this natural playful streak that shows in most of your poems, so exceedingly tongue-in-cheek. Your rhyming is fresh & impeccable (another reason I hate you!) *wink! wink!* This shows a ton of imagination & your characters shine (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[john l smith]

Thanks Margie
I will have to frame some of your comments but scratch out the hate part
Your poetic efforts are much superior to mine so no need for inserting even a minor blot on your otherwise sunny disposition
Have a spooky day!

[barleygirl]

I hardly ever hate on people, so you should feel honored! I'll omit the hate after this . . .

[Ana Papaya]

Wow, you are totally in the spirit of Halloween.
Love it! So eerie, this one. You should record your spooky poems and play them on a reel on Halloween night with some creepy background music.
Might be a bit scary for the really little ones though.

[john l smith]

Hello Ana Papaya
Thanks for visit
Did I mention how much I enjoy your name!!
Yes, Halloween poems will continue, good, bad or indifferent, until Nov. 1
Dave

[Samuel Dickens]

Number one rule to follow on Halloween night--stay out of dark alleyways. Number two--although he may beat me up and take my candy, take Elbow McDaniel along for protection. If he's in juvey, take his sister, Nut-crack-Nancy. You make Halloween fun and a little dangerous, my friend!

[john l smith]

good rules to follow any night
Not so sure about getting too friendly with Nut-crack-Nancy!

[The dark Hydra]

I thrive off dark alleys. Because ten to one I am the punk taking your candy.

[john l smith]

Thankyou for the warning!!!!!
Remember to brush your teeth