Night has come
the land is dark
waiting for moonrise
Owl trembles in her branches
rabbit watches from her hole
vixen eyes the shape before her
Something moves brokenly
twists and turns
into a new form
Screams in anguish
agony and terror
as moonlight strikes
Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond
There is an English tradition for ghost and spooky stories at Christmas and New Year.
