Written for Dark Dreamscapes poetry contest.
|The Scarlet Forest
At the end of my walk amongst the wood,
The sky turned into a deep scarlet haze.
A cloaked figure appeared, pulled back its hood,
I was frightened that its eye's were ablaze.
It was me that it looked upon to graze,
As the creature placed its head on a stump.
I was caught in the Jack o lanterns gaze.
I ran upstream, slipped and fell on my rump.
The specter caught me before I could jump.
It chopped off my head, then tore out my eyes.
In the pumpkins mouth my brain it would dump,
The phantom fed its smiling melons cries.
Then it lit candles, put inside my head.
Left as warning, this land was for the dead.
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