All I had stored up emotionally put into one poem. It was a lot to think about but things are fine now. It was just an abundance of burdening thoughts.

Poetry.

I live in a little wooden “house” in the backyard of my landlady’s home. Between the ferns, flowers and other flora, my little home is situated. At night I hear the squirrels rattle across the flat roof, which has caused me to jump in my skin a couple of times. But that doesn’t really bother me. I often get unwelcome visitors, namely, spiders, and this is where the inspiration for my topic came from.

A 16 year old boy, named Ryan, and his friends are celebrating Ryan’s 16th birthday. They are having a great time, but they don’t know what’s coming for them. Something weird, scary, and mysterious is about to happen to them that will change their life forever. Maybe even end it. They will have to survive in…The Dark Days.

I close my eyes and need to sleep, yet the noises start to frighten me.

Amusing poem about a very special place called the Monsters’ Club.

A short horror I wrote. enjoy.

This is a poem about how sometimes a storm can look like.

Snake haiku.

Scary sonnet.