Sit still beneath the full moon’s stare
in heart of woods where few souls dare
to pause in quiet, rest and listen,
to hear the babbling brook that glistens
eerily on all hallows night,
by falling shadows and dancing light,
for sighs that come in moans and stirs
twixt shadowed breeze and moonlight’s blur.
Sit still beside the brook and path
and into depths of lost souls hath
ye found the opened door to death,
left ajar by those who’ve left
to join a chorus of frightful moans.
On hallows eve they stir and roam
to free the burden of their demise,
expose their deathly secrets, rise
from grave and headstone broken
to seek these woods and brook’s words spoken,
that harken all lost souls to come,
release their painful burden, some.
So if thee listen close and still
thou’ll hear the souls speak to the will
of babbling brook and forest’s moon,
bring forth their image to float and swoon
upon the forest trail,
curse the stream, haunt and wail.
Yet if the truth be strong in thee
sit by brook and path to see…
Yet if thou heart is black with lies
upon this path, by brook, might die!
For horror’s strong deep current runs
where darkness kept, where souls are summed.
So hold thy truth in hand, and fast,
that thou be strong when midnight cast.
And if ye spirit strong and sure
ye might just hear the closing door
that creaks and moans at one a.m.,
there seal the lost souls in again!
Beware! For once the door is closed,
if lies be thine, or truths untold,
this door in closing might ye catch,
and behind with all lost souls be latched!
jaybluepoems 
Wonderful writing!
thanks!
This is beyond fabulous–exquisite gift you have, I imagine this being taught in an English class.
Thank you! I like to read it out loud in a slow, deep and deliberate voice to my grand daughters… they cringe. ha!
Oooh, that would be fun–wish I were there!
Really spooky – actually, beyond spooky. More like frightening!
Mwuahahaha!!!!!!
Excellent write!
I shall not lie lest I behind that door be latched!
Anna :o]
Thanks Anna!
Excellent exchanges between the thriller to the thrilling !
Thanks Deb!
oh this is terrific, a perfect Hallows story spun in light by the silver moon!
I really like it!…
I am enjoying wandering your thoughts…you spin and weave like a true Bard….
I bet your granddaughters do love it! I know mine would !
Take Care…You Matter…
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maryrose
Thanks for visiting and reading my poetry, MaryRose. This one, in particular, is a favorite. I like to read it with vim and vigor, and try to give a taste of Poe… thanks!
You are very welcome, the pleasure is mine…
this one great at midnight with only 3 candles burning
and they blow completely out as a door slams shuts !
midnight is the Witches Hour you know…
you should put it one soundcloud…or what ever that is called…
Thanks again..I will have to read this to my grandkids the next over night visit !
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