HallChall2: Blood

Posted on October 2, 2020 | 12 Comments
Blood red rose

My dream seemed absurd
In the pink glow of dawn;
Those hoofbeats I heard—
Mere drums in a song.
Then I saw the red rose
You left at my door:
So sweet to my nose;
Dripping blood on the floor.
My fingers were pricked,
By thorns vicious and vile;
I began to feel sick,
Then you appeared with a smile…

Halloween challenge

HallChall1

Written for Tourmaline’s Challenge.

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12 responses to “HallChall2: Blood”

  1. Sadje | October 2, 2020 at 11:59 pm | Reply

    I think you’re growing as a poet. Your poetry in recent weeks is different and more evocative

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Dulcy Singh | October 3, 2020 at 2:23 am | Reply

    Very nice poetry,have given justice to the prompt 👍 😀

    Liked by 1 person

  3. King Ben's Grandma | October 3, 2020 at 10:43 am | Reply

    🎶Every rose has it’s thorn…🎶
    I like it!🌹💕

    Liked by 1 person

  4. revivedwriter | October 3, 2020 at 11:55 am | Reply

    Creepy, especially the rose dripping blood. Good write!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Pingback: HallChall3: Owl | Light Motifs II

  6. Carol anne | October 4, 2020 at 1:50 am | Reply

    Awesome! So spooky! 😀

    Liked by 1 person

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