http://slow.writerscafe.org/SpoookyHallow The original writings of author Hallow en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775996397 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 And the masks fall at once.They shatter in fragility.A dagger proudly on displaySits protruding from my back.The wound can be cleansed.It can be stitched and dressed. The muscle underneath will acheWith a betrayal it can't forget.If my betrayers seek to repent,Or even stay stea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3131698/ As the snake bites againWith fangs sharp as knives,We look outward againAt all the empty mortal lives.As the venom digs in deepAnd our blood mixes with rage,We think of all the jestersThat made us a fool on stage.As the poison inks our veinsWith a clarity inducing feeling,The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3131242/ Evilest of evilsIn a ribbon tied tight.Wrapped in red,And devoid of all light.Like a little giftFrom Pandora with love.Open it up,When push comes to shove.Inky black veinsAnd eyes licked by fire,Whispers of intentSent with love to conspire.The bird now fliesInto the c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3131110/ I'll sit here and waitFor your call to come through.Then I'll patch you over To something you think is new.For you, it's a connectionA thrilling tale to joyfully tell.A chance at camaraderie ,And your joy can't be fell.For me, it's quite differentAs the operator on board.I pl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3129702/ If Heaven had a landline,I could hear your voice again.A refresh of what I hearWhen I think to way back then.The faces blur over the yearsUntil I see an old picture.Grief and memory clashingTo make a cloudy mixture.I bet that everyone wishesThey could go visit the dead.Me? I'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3129505/ It's either a whisper of wind,Or a gale from a storm.A wired, desperate chaseTo where reality is born.The whisper is soft,Like the promise of sunlight.It sprinkles warmth and love,And a hope almost too bright. And then comes the gale.A predator at my neck.It squeezes with fer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3129319/ We're a mask with no home,Not quite ready to go.We stay safe in the corners,In the caves and snow.In the campfire and chatter,We stick to the shadowsUntil one brazen loud soulSees this murder of crows.And it's light, and there's heart.There's humor with arc.But it never quite.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3129307/ A fantasy born from a needIs quite the beautiful thing A mask of control I wieldMakes lustful thoughts sing. If I could just pretend That I hold all the cards. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3125852/ Day in and day outI live by a live wire.It's sparks in my veins As I tire and tire.It's a lightning strike.It freezes me in place.A morbid type of energyThat rots peaceful space. An angry electric currentThat I'd rather be without.Powerless sounds nice;A darkness free of do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3125851/ I love you, I love youMy heart just zooms.The tinkling explosionsOf sparkles and swoons. My heart and my soul Mirrored to me in flesh.A rope that has me tethered;Like a tangled spirit mesh.So why, oh ever why?Do I wall the stones so high?I let the cold encase me,And encoura.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3125788/ I'm okay todayEven if everything's frayed.I feel a little lightLike there's no stones to be weighed.I'm hopeful, I amThat it will stretch far.That even when night comesMy sparkle will stay a bright star.But I wonder, I watchFor the shadows of coldThey normally leech their way.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3125669/ And when we push this buttonIt will be inside out.The world will fold unto itselfAs darkness runs about.As we pull the frayed plug,We'll end this game.As we shovel the loose dirt,We might bury shame.And we'll cut off this engineSo it hiccups and stalls.We'll flip off this lon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3124011/ Deep seated apathy Shocks the nerves numb.Lead weight in the bones,Leaves an ache in the thumb.It's hard to gain knowledge,And it's hard to feel joyWhen ghost chains of yesterday Plot to drag you down in their ploy.I've always been lonely,But I've never been alone.The watcher.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3122680/ I'll roam now, forever,In this labyrinth of dark.Strolling the mazeOf bones with brief spark.The damp and chill airRuns amok in my veins.The echoes of eternityVibrate with my pains.I'll amble all aboutWhere the flowers gloom.Perhaps at the endMy meaning will bloom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3121435/ If you find me, you'll find me,Mais I haven't a bleak hope.Your mysterious, warm auraIs out of my foggy scope.We're like oil and water;Never mixing quite well.Mes chansons I singDon't compare with a spell.So, I bid you, au revoir etBon chance, mon cher ami.I beg my soul so so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3121198/ As much as I love you,You're the sweet morning dew,My thoughts run askewAnd whispers fill the dawn.It's silly to think you careThat I could make you dareBut to you, it's not fairWhen I return to quietly fawn.A week of sweet glimmerIs replaced with a simmerOptimism that grows .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3120737/ Mermaids and sirensAre entities quite near.From the water and rocks,And ubiquitous with fear.To peruse the storiesIs to hear only tall tales.Of sailors with scars andTattoos of morbid scales.Whistle under the moon,And the sea reflects stars.An inky blackness belowThe planks.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3120723/ I've always played with sharp objects.Hovered my hand over the flameThat picks away at the meaningAnd covers it all with soot and shame.I used to sleep with a claw hammerUnder my soft, cool pillow.There's always a whisper just beyond. I feel the shiver between the willows.I kept .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3120660/ Don't you know?The pain isn't realIf you don't have scars to show.The past wasn't real.I can't see where it's writtenIf you can still obviously feel.You think it was bad.They can show you worse.Please, no need to be sad.Just don't think so muchIt wrinkles your face,If you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3120455/ Quiet, soft snow fallsTo the west of the fence.A sunny raindrop callsJust east with humid sense.Cold, creaky wind creepsThis side of the frozen wallWhile hot, stagnate air keepsPast the thorns and cricket call.Blizzards of blindness howlOver the line of frozen death. Hurrican.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3120434/ It really is funnyHow the wind blows my way.When sirens are blaring,And the sky is so grey.Some consider it sillyWhen I tell them there's trouble.The whirlpool that's silent,But it viciously bubbles.Maybe I'm too sensitive, When the smoke rises above.There's no need to call s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3120433/ There's a pill for your aches,And a cream for your joints.They say there's meds for your head,But I don't really see the point.They say prayers help the spirit,And the sun heals your soul. I think I need a exorcism,Or a simple rowan pole.Books can be a sweet escape,And cinema n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3120432/ Paltry lies and severed ties.A guillotine forgotten,A rope left unknotted.A grindstone squeaksAs sparks reach their peaks.Black robes discarded;There's other ways to be guarded.The moon's on the riseThe air filled of werewolf cries.Broken, rusty cagesWeak to manic rages.A doome.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/3118988/ Long, long agoIn a land of the sun,I go out and wanderUntil daylight was done. My fortress at nightA solid door and lock;And if it should failThe closet could block.Most of us fearThe dark, shadow spaces.Where under the bedLeads only to evil places.In my story here,It.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2963399/ What have I done?The horror consumes me.My actions were wrong.A dance with anxiety.My heart races fasterAnd the tears sting my eyes.There so much remorseToo bad, time slipped by.If I just tried harderIf I just made the voices stopMaybe we'd be happyOr...maybe all for naught.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2963092/ I wonder everyday If this is the parts we play.The sun that shines,And the rain that blinds.What should I do? Everyday, my part feels new.My lines unrehearsed,Songs of unfamiliar verse.One person, two people.One soul for the steeple.This world is so strangeA desolate, void .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2962630/ Forgive me fatherFor I have sinned.I'm here to tell youOf the souls I've skinned.Of hope and joyWith no abandon.I pick my victims Truly at random.And yes, now, Father,It haunts me so.It has my brainGo row after row.Devilish desiresIncite my bones. I want my bloodTo drip.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2960895/ Blessed is the dreamIn the land that's cursed.A fervor of small wonderThat hope could be reversed.In the midnight hourWhere all the breath is spentTo muse on our dejectionOf all the time we lent.As dusk approaches dark,A treeline looming from afar,Our nightfall strength is no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2960894/ The fervent blood flow,And pounding voices.We're stuck againWith our dismal choices.Two sides of a cold coinOne is up, another down.Optimism at its frayed,A dejected, twisted frown. All her peace and candor,No troubles she is graced.A dramatic ghost inside her;Makeshift sto.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2960893/ A candlelight seanceWith dim shower lights.My face in the mirror,No, this can't be right.Play all the main partsIn this slight masquerade.Where kept all insideMy soul starts to fade.The faeries conquer meWith their devilish charm.Their taboo offersOnly bring people harm... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2960734/ Silence is golden In the wake of the dream.A comfortable lonelyJust me, so it seems.Like a snap of fingers,And I woke to myself.Confident and assuredMy feelings so felt.The seconds claw onIn this beautiful day.Anxiously waitingFor that cold, dark ray.The world now tang.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2960722/ Like the half moonDarkness and lightTwin sisters ofA celestial fight.Good begets evilHate feeds off love.Parasitic stellar souls To be on the above.Waxing dewy glowEthereal our queen.Waning to shadows Lilith with her keen.Cycles of pattern,The moon of slight.Cosmic .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2960434/ The horror beats my bones Headfirst in sorrow's well.A thundering of hoovesA single striking bell.Dark blood congealedOn a forgotten floor.Death should be darknessFear should be a moor.In sun and neon lights;On clear and breezy days,The Reaper visits allIn a fuzzy kind of h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2958503/ Florida girls don't belong in Alabama pondsThey're a hurricane in Dixie AlleyA coral snake amongst the timbers.They sway like palm trees in the pecansAnd dance like a five minute storm.Florida girls reek of orange blossomsAnd Alabama girls are just azaleas.And no, it seems Florida girl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2957614/ And I dig in my veinsAnd I dig in my gutsI reached the bone Damn, that sucks. I hear the skin squishSlippery and warm.A cracking, wet boneSharp like a thorn.My blood is a riverA slaughter of roses.Metallic nourishmentThe questions it posesLooking at this canvas,I'm al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2957612/ Here at the endJust me and my friend.We play and we fightAll day and all night.We whisper and yellOver tall trees that fell.A cardinal in sightWe see with little light.We skip to my LouAnd run out of the blue.We light fires with matchesAnd try to do some patchin'.Best friends.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2957066/ Loop in a loopInfinity at bestRepeat myself oftenDeprived of rest.Forever and everEndless machine.It doesn't get betterMy hands are unclean.Ashes to ashesAn empty grave plot.I told you all soI was drunk on self-rot. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2951905/ Mirror in the flesh,A twin in the bones.A face like mine,My sin atoned.Aching stone heartBleeds into new lungs.Dead ringer hopeTo climb new rungs.Anchor in the past,Fervor for the hope.My hands ate upWith burns from rope.Breaking a chain,Severing a tie.Precious swee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2951698/ I need you to see meFor what I really am.A ghost in the mirrorA soul of the damned.Where left is now rightAnd up is just down.Where music is playingWithout any sound.Lost in the deep fogOn the river of Styx,A spirit disengagedWith only a click.Forever is longAnd etern.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2951647/ Bing.My phone and computer simultaneously sing of a message. With bleary eyes, I check the clock. The sky was dark, but it was only 6:30 in the evening. Christ, I hate daylight savings.Ignoring my phone, I collapse in front of my laptop. As I drag the mouse to a red "one" icon, anxiety settles i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2951188/ Fill the page with proseOut our ears, out our nose.Ink spills from the penInto a sad letter blend.Like a grim silly songThat goes on far too long.A seed planted on paperBleak growth that does taper.It will stretch to the lightInto the dark, into the night. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2949861/ My mother. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2947996/ If I weigh myself down with rocks,Or if I breathe in natural gas.If I take a blade to my veins,It all comes to an end, at last."What do you want?" They asked."Peace. I just want peace," I said."Why can't you have that, my friend?""Its chaos, chaos, inside of my head."They say, tw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2947605/ The truth doesn't set you freeIt's a f*****g shackle to the wall.The lies are a web we weaveMaybe it won't hurt when we fall.The warmth isn't here for usIt doesn't leech into our skin.Water and oxygen become rustCoughing up our every sin.Feeble words and beating heartsLike the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2947604/ Illusions are strange fatesWe bring them upon ourselves.Waiting for the morbid datesA vicious race to be upheld.We entertain these notionsThat make us seem so blind.We tell them all the motions As if peace is easy to find.Wrap ourselves in thin paper,Top it off with a flashy bo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2947355/ There's whispers in my headThey sound like hope and dread.Echoing me, you, and themJust a sentence to condemn.And now, we're in-between.A silent sigh, a breathless scream.Betwixt the sun and the grave.A gasp of hope, a violent save.Astral projection, it's silly to thinkYet I se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2947324/ White flag wavingA desperate attempt. Stir the pot, slowly,A face of contempt.They all hate meThey wish me deadBut wait, they don'tIt's all in my head. And I can't stopThe wind in my ears.I can't fight the feelingThat keeps me from tears.Round and roundAt the small to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2947051/ Out of sight and out of soundIn the dirt under the mound.There lies our good intentions Many more that we don't mention.Where the Earth fills our lungs,And the bugs climb slick rungs.Where the water seeps in deepWhat you sow is what you reap.A corporeal sort of punishment Giving wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2944566/ A warm, soft breezeA gentle handA blanket of comfortIn a lovely land.Tick tock, tick tockThe clock strikes noon.The warmth is goneThe land is doomed.A sharp, cold gustA claw of doubtA rope to strangle The land without. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2942740/ They've come to me againTo dig their claws into my skull.They whisper sweet nothings,And to my fate, I am lulled.It's like I'm always their dollIn their toy chest of schemes.The Fae, they do haunt me,But I'm safe in my dreams.Trees whisper my name softly,And the green grass gig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpoookyHallow/2939727/