a soft mourning breeze

Happy Halloween weekend, dear digital friends! πŸŽƒ

In support of the occasion, this week’s dark little poem seeks to draw you into the nightmares that lurk in the shadowy bogs of Celtic folklore. Enter if you dare!

A quick note on the poem… I love to use rhyme and rhythm with intention.

So it was wickedly fun to blend a cheery greeting card rhyme scheme with a traditional iambic pentameter rhythm to produce such a sinister poem.

I hope it enhances the creepiness for you!

And as always, I would love to hear your thoughts/reactions to this week’s poem in the Comments Section below.

-PS Conway ☘️ πŸ–€ ☘️

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a soft mourning breeze

deep β€˜mongst the crickets and will-o’-the-wisps

where damp and drear cling under skyless mists

where shadows macabre dance in hues of jet

the moon stays hidden while the earth keeps wet

there in the embrace of darkness and woe

blacker than the darkest of blackthorn sloe

there in the slough β€˜midst the life-sucking mire

ashes took form from fell funeral pyres

ashes took form as a fair young maiden

a siren, a demon, not virtue-laden

who lures, with sweet songs, lost kind-hearted men

strips off their flesh β€˜tween the weeds of the fen

harvests their souls for safe keep in the reeds

comforts herself with their suffering pleas

β€˜til daylight sends her to seethe in her sidhe

while their lost souls scream

on a soft mourning breeze

8 comments

  1. All I can say is that reading your words had the hair on my arms stand on end.
    Words that made visualisation possible, I was there!
    Love all the Celtic mysteries and memories of those misty Irish morns. Once again thank you πŸ™

  2. Definitely filled with creepy, descriptive verse! So many literary devices used here: alliteration, consonance, rhymes, personification. Best of all, it was creepy and horrifying. Just my type of poetry! Great poem, my friend! I love it!

  3. Careful what we do with the ashes from our hearth! We had better sweep them into the wind so they can’t reform into some she-beast! I love the verse ” while the earth keeps wet”. Well done Pat!

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