This Ghoulish Night

The Sunday Whirl 

Wordle #678

Prompt words in red. 

P L Chadwick / Ancient & modern in the Crypt at Buildwas Abbey


What a ghoulish night.


The buried arise from within the crypt

to spin their spells into tricks.

Tricks of the un-dead.

The wicked wind wraps

it’s gnarly fingers

into all living beings

this ghoulish night.


Forced to breathe in the frigid spells,

the tricks, this night.


This ghoulish night,

when un-dead things

under wicked spells,

wrap their gnarled fingers

in the cracks of the crypt,

prying their freedom,

to wreak havoc,

to spin in the wind

and feed.


What a ghoulish night to be dead

or alive.


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Comments

  1. Your delightfully wicked prose would make a great chant for a witch's spell. :)

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