More and more awesomeness from everyone last week. I can’t wait to share what everyone’s been creating. 🙂

Our first entry into the world of

Horror Haikuesday

is from the Horror Made resident poet, Patrick Rahall:

Reassurance

I wake with chills.

My Mother tries to calm me;

“You’re dead. Just like me.”

From the land of Twitter here is one from @haikuofhorror:

Bark is but a mask
Disguising soft flesh beneath.
Stripped, the tree will bleed.

#HorrorHaikuesday#horrorpic.twitter.com/GVcE8kBimc

— Haiku of Horror (@haikuofhorror) February 16, 2016

Here’s one from @scribe77 with artwork from me:

Dark waters—falling
down, down swallowed by cold depths
tentacles reaching

#HorrorHaikuesday

— A. F. Stewart (@scribe77) February 16, 2016

Next up is one from the talented @Dbfuturist42:

Souls wander black hills
where the children’s youth never
fades. They weep and beg.

https://t.co/NhW5BHHSZ9#horrorhaikuesday #haiku

— David Bradley Bailey (@Dbfuturist42) February 16, 2016

And last but not least, here’s one from @BensNotWriting with artwork from me:

She lingers behind
Waiting for your glance. Her cold
Shadow eternal.

#HorrorHaikuesday

— Ben Walker (@BensNotWriting) February 16, 2016

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Thank you all for your fantastic words and images 🙂

If you’d like a chance to see your work featured here next week, use #horrorhaikuesday on Twitter or Instagram.

To the artists here’s a haiku you can use for inspiration:

Howling winds mock me

As lighting flashes and brings

My love back to life.

~@horror_made

Happy  creating!