To Inspire You:
We met eyes from across the room.
No one else seemed to see the figure beckoning me,
to the other side.
I followed.
And I do not mind,
That I was never heard from again.
The Greetings are Always Warm in Hell
“Just one drink,” she says.
“To celebrate your new life
of oblivion.”
~Jeanette Andromeda
Created by You:
Last week we explored the creaking, squeaking playgrounds of old and discovered what lurked there. Let’s see what you found:
Empty playgrounds sing,
echoing with the frozen
laughter of lost souls.#horrorhaikuesday https://t.co/J8oNb6Ms4i— Kelli Perkins 💀🖋️ (@kellip539) November 22, 2017
Creeks and groaning joints
Rusting promise decaying
Abandoned childhoodThanks for the #horrorhaikuesday artwork inspiration @horror_made ! pic.twitter.com/QXR8t9zjUV
— Kerry E.B. Black (@BlackKerryblick) November 21, 2017
I see them often
Frolicking in moonlit play
Haunting memories#horrorhaikuesday— Rhypinion (@rhypinion) November 21, 2017
forsaken playground
haunted by the shadows of
those that play no more#horrorhaikuesday pic.twitter.com/w87PuB3HCe— Kylie Goetz (xkg) (@eXtremeKylieG) November 21, 2017
The wind blows, swings creak
under the moonlight they play
all the dead children #HorrorHaikuesdayGhosts of a #HorrorHaikuesday Childhood https://t.co/YlFHT9GQDD via @jeanette_art
— A. F. Stewart (@scribe77) November 21, 2017
wind rattles her chains
and she sings her grief in creaks
childhood discarded#HorrorHaikuesdaypic.twitter.com/U8wob8jQpI— Kylie Goetz (xkg) (@eXtremeKylieG) November 21, 2017
An Invitation to You:
In 2018 I want to feature more poets and artists here for Horror Haikuesdays. If you’re interested in being one of the featured creators please email me a little hello with “Haikuesday” in the subject line. You can reach me at Jeanette [at] HorrorMade.com
