♥ — post author — Jeanette Andromeda —♥

Welcome back or welcome for the 1st time my friends to this week’s edition of:

Horror Haikuesday

First up, some wicked words from our horror made resident poet, Patrick Rahall.

Welcome

I opened the door.

And that’s how I’m killed. They must

be invited in.

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Last week there were some fantastic pieces shared in the land of hashtagging, here’s a few:

Sometimes I wonder,
Is this face mine? Or am I
Purely reflection?

#HorrorHaikuesday pic.twitter.com/HDApekepdq

— Ax Lizzie (@AxLizzie) March 15, 2016

My wife is cheating
New beau will take the body
He’s the garbageman

#HorrorHaikuesday

— Eric Kennedy (@EricKennedy20) March 15, 2016

My dreams are so strange
Gravid with wanton children
Growing inside me

#HorrorHaikuesday#aliens#poetrypic.twitter.com/Xv4uMvebA3

— Haiku of Horror (@haikuofhorror) March 15, 2016

Hark the #IdesOfMarch
discontent sharpens the blade
blood spills on marble

#HorrorHaikuesday

— A. F. Stewart (@scribe77) March 15, 2016

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Thank you all so much for sharing your words with me. And, as always, use #horrorhaikuesday on Twitter or Instagram for a chance to have your work featured here next week. Or, feel free to leave you poem in the comment section below.

Have a delightfully dark day my friends ♥

~Jeanette