By John Page want to see something terrifying ? look in a mirror What do sad ghost say? Boo who. Why was the mummy sad? Cause he was in deNile.
Fall poetry
By Thomas Page Winged beasts interrupt peaceful autumn dreams. Seams made of sandman's dust torn asunder Plunder the joy of Samhain's carved lit gourds Lords of mischief sew new fear and horror Terror ruling the night 'till Saints daybreak. Make haste to Harvest festivals, they say, May you not know the devil's wicked ways. Haze … Continue reading Fall poetry
Tommy Haiku # 84-86
By Thomas Page End of a season Waning light as each new night Rises with autumn's moon Oh ominously Chilly air above our heads Where there ghosts may be In its hiding spot The creature worries about The spiders below
Save the piles of earth that hold their bones
By Thomas Page Golden Shovel WC Bryant "The Prairies" Save the piles of earth that hold their bones" An evening painted with moonlight bright save A lone graveyard hidden by glen and the Kudzu o'er telephone wire, piles Of history lay to rest for now. Of Saints, Sinners, and inbetweeners in earth Buried hold the … Continue reading Save the piles of earth that hold their bones
Tommy Haiku #83
By Thomas Page A church made of bones An ossuary is what is left for heaven A bowl of candy With a witchy hand; Tricks for Trick-or-Treaters
The Visitor
By Jessica Ricks There was a knock on the door but there was no one there. I closed the door. I looked behind me and I screamed. Everything went black
Academy of the Heart And Mind 