“Once upon a midnight dreary…” but that’s been said before. What of the heart of darkness that envelops long before the first hour of All Saint’s Day? What of the thinning of the veil between life and death? What of the terrifying encounter that follows?
Once upon a horror, as crimson-lit Jack-O’Lanterns cast a cold comfort against the dark. Is it the blood-curling scream or the icy silence that frightens more? Does it matter, when the tomb suddenly encompasses all that’s left of a life?
once upon a scare
creaking of a crypt door
opening
a shock in the dark
seeing no one there
for Colleen’sย WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 108, โAFRAID & GRAVE,โ #SYNONYMSONLY
dVerse Poets’ย Stock Phrases (pubtended by lillian)
Frank J. Tassone 
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