The Best Halloween Poems–Episode 3: “The Haunted Oak” By Paul Laurence Dunbar
And never more shall leaves come forth
On the bough that bears the ban;
I am burned with dread, I am dried and dead,
From the curse of a guiltless man.
Category: horrorwriting
The Best Halloween Poems–Episode 2: “Ghost House” By Robert Frost
I dwell with a strangely aching heart
In that vanished abode there far apart
On that disused and forgotten road
That has no dust-bath now for the toad.
Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart;
The Best Halloween Poems–Episode 1: “Haunted” By Siegfried Sassoon
An evil creature in the twilight looping,
Flapped blindly in his face. Beating it off,
He screeched in terror, and straightway something clambered
Heavily from an oak, and dropped, bent double,
To shamble at him zigzag, squat and bestial.
The Dweller of the Dark is out of their tomb!!!
Curious hands desecrated the graves of the undead;
(Antoine Valterre became the Devil’s king.)
Till they found a silver coffin to their dread.
Fascination became terror when they opened the lid,
Eyes fluorescent and fangs sanguine that box had hid.
(A vampire’s thirst is a deadly thing.)–JL
Jeffrey LeBlanc 