Tea with the Reaper

"make time for the little things in life. Perhaps start a collection or take up a hobby" he said adding another lump of sweetness to the horribly bitter tea. Tea, perhaps made of tree bark and moss but I dare not complain. "This meeting is but a friendly bit of advice" he smiled pointing to the coat hook that held scythe and shroud.

And I could empathize how a reaper would rarely have a guest for tea. So I showed no fear and complimented him on his exquisite Fiesta Collection.

~ElizaDeath

The legend of Black Shall

On this eve every year
Eleven bells ring - the tide rolls in
Lifeless eyes scan the horizon
til misty storms appears on shore
The salt of tears and sinking aft
For this pirate fate and widow path

~ElizaDeath

The spirits that roam

As quiet as the night, the spirits roam
Up and down the rows of graves
keeping tallies of all who have come and gone

While others rest, some chose an active after-life
Visiting the places they were once fond of
holding on to the small details that have stayed the same

reminisce they will,
until they no longer recognize the living world

~ElizaDeath

Hob Goblin

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Out in the forest lives a goblin
like no other goblin, he is a "Hob"
As to what a Hob truly is, no one can say
But to be a Hob is the highest of pedigree
revered quite gobliny - what ever that may be.

On Halloween night gather under moon,
they dance and jig about the patch
And when they find the perfect pumpkin
they offer it up to the goblin that is Hob


There is no explaining the ways of the weird
that in a goblins life lanterns are dear.


Happy Friday the 13th!!

~ElizaDeath

Vs.

Of his path disfunct
Turbulence and mayhem follow
Black heart full of hollow
and such a cad, not on the level
Mr. Punch what have you done
For once again it's you versus the Devil

~ElizaDeath

Oh, Tricker Treater!

Quick Tricker Treater, get on home
the moon is full and the ghouls do roam
Sweets in your basket- run like a wheel
Wolfman's hungry lookin' for a meal

~ElizaDeath

Truly See

Down through the ceiling the energies flow
sparkle light orbs flash and glow

peripheral vision knows what's there-
all while the mind tries to comprehend

Trust your heart and not your head
while actually seeing spirits of the dead

~ElizaDeath