Halloween themed poem written for the Parallel Universe Contest.
Land Of The Dead
In another Galaxy,
Far from every star you see,
There’s a World turned on its head
Inhabited by living dead.
A parallel to planet Earth
Where no human shall give birth,
The streets awash with wisps of white.
A lack of sun, perpetual night.
And in this land
Of ghostly forms
There, vampire bats
Are just the norm
And live in castles
Blood drips from fangs
And streaks the sky
Whilst on the streets the banshees wail,
The witches laugh and zombies flail.
The pumpkin men hold lanterns high;
They light the dark with human’s eyes.
A graveyard corners every street
Where skeletons all come to meet,
They natter in their rasping tones
And rattle with their shaky bones.
But to these creatures
Of the night
There’s one thing
Which induces fright,
Those tales of old
Spun late at night
Of human beings
And Worlds of light!
So once a year they come together
And dress in costumes bright and clever,
Women, children, men and teens -
Must celebrate substantial-ween.