Dancing Bones
See that beautiful girl
at one time,
she was all mine
but I held on too tight
we got in a fight
now my bones
are all that's left of me
while my girl sings,
and dances, she laughs
and buys pretty things
for my bones hang
high from a tree
I meant to kill her
and bury her deep
but she made a deal with the devil
and now I'm the one to dance and weep
she got a new life
and a new love
and each October
when the clock tolls midnight
I dance to her laughter
and the devils
sheer delight
for with the murderer
turned victim
the beast now has
two new souls
added to his account
this Halloween night.
Yolanda Renée (C) 2021
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
5 comments:
Not certain that my comment 'took'. If you get two, feel free to delete.
Thank you for your plethora of posts to get us 'in the mood'. I dance on the dark side myself and particularly liked this one...
This one took just fine. I was inspired on a beautiful sunny day to just write. So I did. Thrilled that you enjoy them!
Love it - you always go in unexpected ways - and it's delightful!
Thanks, Jemi. I do love Halloween! It gives you such freedom... :)
terrific poem!
sheer delight!
happy halloween =D
Tara Tyler Talks
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