Happy Horror Haikuesday everyone!!

Lots of fun poetry today, starting with one from our Horror Made resident poet Patrick Rahall:

Strapped In

The flames burn brightly.

Soon they will reach the gas tank.

My seat belt traps me.

♦ ————-♦

Next up

I know what I did,
But I’m feeling much better.
Just ask my mother.

#HorrorHaikuesday #psycho #NormanBates #poetry pic.twitter.com/L552e6TybH

— Haiku of Horror (@haikuofhorror) March 1, 2016

And then

There’s no place like home.
I dream each night of that place,
And wake up screaming.#HorrorHaikuesday

— Ax Lizzie (@AxLizzie) March 1, 2016

And then

#HorrorHaikuesday#Salem on this day in history..

My power twists light
To brighten paranoia
Spark fires not for me pic.twitter.com/VxVSLXFxEO

— Nano Horror (@tweetsthecreeps) March 1, 2016

And then

She waits for her love,
pale, trembling, silent. She walks—
among the undead

#HorrorHaikuesday

— A. F. Stewart (@scribe77) March 1, 2016

And then

Birth
A he-goat skull cracks
Drains amnion, spills new life
White curselings, witch-wyrms #HorrorHaikuesday#haikupic.twitter.com/yCovVEJBEI

— Ross Smeltzer (@RossTellsTales) March 1, 2016

And no and then.

But you can fix that by using #horrorHaikuesday on twitter or intsagram. Your post, be it art or poetry will have a chance to be featured here on Horror Made next week.

Until then, happy creating 🙂