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Spirits At Lighthouses Contest poem |
| STRANGE NIGHT OF FEAR AND FLIGHT, AND DELIGHT While en route through the grave yard Our stomachs lurched and spirits shuttered eerie noises and strange shadows fluttered The hotel insight it was a delight As we ran toward it breathing hard something stirred and gave us a fright It was a leprachaun with a sack at twilight Running fast he blew right past and this left us all quite aghast Whatever is in his sack a mystery to hack Near the hotel we decided to follow the little fellow into the hollow spooky and damp and as dank as could be We lost him and fell into the deep hole losing our souls no party to be Redemption for us is no more who is this he A scary creature nowhere near divine For us it was the end of the line hollow and dark we were no more no hotel no future forever more line count: 19 Spirits At Lighthouses Contest MARCH 1st - 31st Contest Here are the prompts for Round 12: FOR POEMS: You can use the Genre's Theme: Dark, Horror, Thriller, and Mystery. Write a poem about a scary celebration. HOTEL, GRAVEYARD, ROUTE 66, SPIRITS, LEPERCHAUN |