The Night When the Skeletons Woke
a poem of horror in anapestic meter138 total reviews
Comment from flamingstar
I'm out of sixes, darn it, for this was another spooktacular offering surely deserving of one. Loved the line, "they wailed like the wind as it whips through the sea."
reply by the author on 31-Oct-2014
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I'm out of sixes, darn it, for this was another spooktacular offering surely deserving of one. Loved the line, "they wailed like the wind as it whips through the sea."
Comment Written 30-Oct-2014
reply by the author on 31-Oct-2014
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flamingstar, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from LoveLifeKnight
happy Halloween to you, too! i just read this out loud to myself and i must say i had a fabulously scary time doing it! i'm considering reading to my roommate tomorrow. :)
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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happy Halloween to you, too! i just read this out loud to myself and i must say i had a fabulously scary time doing it! i'm considering reading to my roommate tomorrow. :)
Comment Written 30-Oct-2014
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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Angela, thank you so much for your generous response to this poem :-) I'd be honored if you shared it with your friend. Brooke
Comment from ElegantButler
Delightfully frightening. When I was reading it, I could hear the voice of George S. Irving speaking the words. (He's the man who does the audiobooks of Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark). Excellent work.
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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Delightfully frightening. When I was reading it, I could hear the voice of George S. Irving speaking the words. (He's the man who does the audiobooks of Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark). Excellent work.
Comment Written 30-Oct-2014
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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Elegant Butler, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from ravenblack
thus endeth this years darkness - why? you do it so well. not one line fails to build upon the mood and tone of the poem. " they wailed like the wind as it whips through the sea" - such an excellent simile that really creates a chilling sound. what I really like about this is that the skeletons are not evil slashers, just the dead rising for one night to make their presence known.
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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thus endeth this years darkness - why? you do it so well. not one line fails to build upon the mood and tone of the poem. " they wailed like the wind as it whips through the sea" - such an excellent simile that really creates a chilling sound. what I really like about this is that the skeletons are not evil slashers, just the dead rising for one night to make their presence known.
Comment Written 30-Oct-2014
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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thanks so much, ravenblack - this granny loves Thanksgiving and Christmas - time for the happy ho-ho-ho stuff :-) Brooke
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oh, come on. how about Santa Claws or Rudolph the red-bladed slasher?
Comment from Dean Kuch
Right...at least from your pen, Brooke.
"But the greetings they gave were not given with cheer,
those gasps filled with horror as danger drew near.
No welcomes extended, no greetings exchanged,
the bones took their leave of the graveyards, deranged."---I wouldn't imagine they would be greeted with cheer, Brooke. Horror, dread and terror, perhaps, but not cheer.
I've said it once before and I'll say it yet again...
...you do dark well.
Too bad you're stowing your dark thoughts away until next season.
Great work.
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reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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Right...at least from your pen, Brooke.
"But the greetings they gave were not given with cheer,
those gasps filled with horror as danger drew near.
No welcomes extended, no greetings exchanged,
the bones took their leave of the graveyards, deranged."---I wouldn't imagine they would be greeted with cheer, Brooke. Horror, dread and terror, perhaps, but not cheer.
I've said it once before and I'll say it yet again...
...you do dark well.
Too bad you're stowing your dark thoughts away until next season.
Great work.
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Comment Written 30-Oct-2014
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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thanks so much, Dean - as Thanksgiving and Christmas approach my little heart (and pen) fill with glee :-) Hard for me to stay in the dark mood this time of year. How do you manage it? Brooke
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The near death experience I had in 2010 made me the way I am today, Brooke. The things I saw where I was-- wherever that might have been-- would curl a bald man's hair. So, it comes very easily to me.
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That certainly is a compelling inspiration!!
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I suppose so. It scared the hell out of me.
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...or perhaps into me is a better description, LOL...
Comment from humpwhistle
Ah, the Day of the Dead, as celebrated in Mexico.
But we don't celebrate here. We fear the dead.
Strange how different cultures see things.
Remnants of pagan pasts.
As always, Brooke you weave the words flawlessly.
No bumps, no hiccups, no strained syntax.
C'mon, tomorrow is Halloween One more? Please?
I'll egg your house!
Rest in Peace, Lee
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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Ah, the Day of the Dead, as celebrated in Mexico.
But we don't celebrate here. We fear the dead.
Strange how different cultures see things.
Remnants of pagan pasts.
As always, Brooke you weave the words flawlessly.
No bumps, no hiccups, no strained syntax.
C'mon, tomorrow is Halloween One more? Please?
I'll egg your house!
Rest in Peace, Lee
Comment Written 30-Oct-2014
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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Thank you, my generous but demanding friend :-) You have to let me keep some ideas for next year! Besides, this one took all the dark energy right out of me. There might be something light about the holiday in the next couple of days after there are more photos of Sawyer enjoying the day :-) Speaking of Sawyer, guess what? The kid has officially turned the corner. He now WANTS to go to school in the morning, eagerly. The tears and clinging are a thing of the past. Hallelujah :-) Brooke
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I doth believe the boy has discovered 'society'. Another world!
Good for him. And good for Miranda.
And probably good for society.
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Yep, the teachers describe his as very social :-)
Comment from thee-name
Excellent poem. Lines rhyme good. Good poem for Halloween.
COME SOMMON YOUR COURAGE, THOSE WILLING TO HEAR
FOR THE FACTS I HAVE GATHERED WILL FILL YOU WITH FEAR
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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Excellent poem. Lines rhyme good. Good poem for Halloween.
COME SOMMON YOUR COURAGE, THOSE WILLING TO HEAR
FOR THE FACTS I HAVE GATHERED WILL FILL YOU WITH FEAR
Comment Written 30-Oct-2014
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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Thanks so much for your generous six stars, thee-name :-) Brooke
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THANK YOU!
Comment from TAB_that's me
This is a fine example of anapestic meter. Most do not get it right. Your Halloween poem is fun yet just scary enough:)
teresa
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reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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This is a fine example of anapestic meter. Most do not get it right. Your Halloween poem is fun yet just scary enough:)
teresa
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Comment Written 30-Oct-2014
reply by the author on 30-Oct-2014
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Teresa, thank you so much :-) Brooke
