Ignore the bells as they chime so loud
Try to sleep through the thunder sounds
Imagine walking upon a peaceful shore
The lightning – the howls – you must ignore
Mimic peace, let out a sigh
Ignore the heavy blood red sky
Stay calm, relax, breathe in deep
Even as the thick mist creeps
Send a signal to your very soul
That pines for rest through every toll
Be a stack of pebbles through crashing waves
Limber for dancing between the graves
Phantoms hover near… feel them yet?
The Six Word Saturday Hallowe’en finale.
Boo!
(Well, rules are meant for breaking sometimes…) 
As the night cools
And the winds carry messages
From ghouls
Or fools
And echoey footsteps
Approach from behind
Or around
From ghouls
Or fools
The wolves in the distance howl
As do the owls hoot
And the cats mew
With a ghoul
Or fool
Or two
Acting a fool by being a ghoul
Then silence
A snap
Or a scream
Freeze!
A whisper
Or a whistle
A message on the wind
I’m over here…
I’m near…
And echoey footsteps behind
As the wolves in the distance howl
A snap
Spin!
A cat mews
Spin!
An owl hoots
Spin again!
And through it all
In silence
A silence
Its silence
The Moon rises
The night gets cooler
Spinning turns to running
And echoey footsteps
Fade into the night
So gather thine chains
And start murmuring out loud
A haunting we doth go
Laughter through echoes
And sudden temperature drops
Our presence it doth show
Open a door, a rickety old door
That creaks and complains
Open it slow
Rattle thine chains
And murmur out loud
Then slam said door shut. Ho ho!
Then whisper hello
As we stroke someone’s cheek
When a haunting we doth go
Knocking and bumping in the middle of the night
Blinded by darkness and a bright shining light
Sticky situation – in two minds if it’s real
Knowing and dreaming is just how it feels
Surreal reality drizzled by fear
The echo, the coldness, proves that it’s here
King of the hill laughing within
Milling and shimmering with luminous trim
Light goes on and fear subsides
Though the knowledge is born something else here resides…
