No Grimm Tale

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Poems

Poor Kid, mother made him go out on Halloween even though the kid didn't want to. --- So Sad.

I hate going out on such a night as this.

Was that a Cackle, or was that a Hiss?

What is it, there, that makes such sounds?

Oh my god, how my poor heart pounds.


My Mama said, “Go out and be scary;

dress up like a Monster, a Pirate, a fairy.

Bang on some doors and cry out, “Trick-or-treat!”

It's All-Hallows-Eve on any given street.


But Mama didn't know that the Full Moon would rise.

And when I returned she loved my disguise

'til I tore out her heart with a wolf-slashing claw;

my fangs in the moonlight was the last that she saw.


Now, here I sit with her body scattered 'round

Munching on Mars-Bars and M&M's by the pound.

Regretting what I've done and cursing my plight

For now they'll be no Grimm Tale, told on this night.


No Breakfast in the morning, no lunch made for school.

No kiss goodbye, No golden Rule.

They'll just lock me away, as they really should,

Hidden from the Moonlight. Now that would be good.



JE Falcon


Submitted: October 11, 2021

© Copyright 2021 JE Falcon aka JEF. All rights reserved.

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A scary Halloween poem.

Mon, October 11th, 2021 9:28pm


Thanks Rob. ...

Tue, October 12th, 2021 11:12am

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