An Undertakers Tale

written for creative poetry

This adventure begins in the dead of night
As the moon shines full with twisted delight
Across water logged mossy hallowed ground
Specters glide shadowed not making a sound
Vaporous black forms silently drape the land
Inviting you to take their formless hand
To become part of their sepulcher domain
Where even the undertaker is insane
As Death's hammer strikes its deceased nail
Leaving rotten buried skin and entrails
Postmortem bodies hidden under headstones
Decaying to nothing more than gnarled bones
Apparitions  search through the land of the dead
In hopes of creating a fresh and new dirt bed
So frightened of this sight you grind your teeth
For next your body will lay lifeless beneath


 

Reviews

[Crowley]

Holy s**t.....this is a well crafted tale of more than just malevolence. Gripping from line one, the rhyming works well. This plays on the fears and questions of death and dying on what might happen post mortem....great writing and a wonderful tale for this time of night. Fabulous, I loved it.

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well ..you managed to create a chilling picture..well written

[Tate Morgan]

I hope his is metaphorical lol very good though scary

[Sean M. Addams]

like the creepy feel to this piece .... great job :)

[Tim]

Fun to read from start to finish. I love scary tales and this didn't disapoint. Nice one.

[Sri Gawn Tu Fahr]

Awesome. I am "dying" to reads it again.

[StacyPerry]

I enjoyed every bit of it.

[SpokenWord]

Oh now this is a poem to read on Easter :) yes we will all end up in that box and grinding our teeth when we are next. A dark poem and then a sensual one, yes I see your muse was busy today in all direction. I like the dark pen that you willed in this one :)

[Dream Weaver]

Ooooo I like this young lady, I see your darker side now,
you already know I love the rhyming and the write was
awesome...

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

A very light hearted but twisted read... an unique combination that made it fun to read.