♥ — post author — Jeanette Andromeda —♥
Welcome back or welcome for the 1st time my friends to this week’s edition of:
First up, some wicked words from our horror made resident poet, Patrick Rahall.
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
— Ax Lizzie (@AxLizzie) March 15, 2016
My wife is cheating
New beau will take the body
He’s the garbageman
— Eric Kennedy (@EricKennedy20) March 15, 2016
My dreams are so strange
Gravid with wanton children
Growing inside me
— Haiku of Horror (@haikuofhorror) March 15, 2016
Hark the #IdesOfMarch
discontent sharpens the blade
blood spills on marble
— 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 ♥