GraveDwellers...

An eerie silence  
broken by a daring cricket  
guzzles down the evening  
into its tranquil fold
 
The night sashayes down the sky  
with her head held high,  
forlorn shadows scurrying under her tresses  
leap out of cemeteries old.  

The flickering candles in the wind  
from the arched windows they behold  
stalking into your jocund home  
make your furry friend howl, leave you cold.  

Some linger in the sordid darkness  
stuck up, without a sight or sound  
Some are much more expressive  
humouring you with the growls of a choleric hound.  

The couple who frequent the bistro  
celebrate the forgotten anniversary  
of the unforetold crash  
a bird downed in the fields  
took a toll of a hundred and twenty seven  
she still has that broken jaw  
to compliment his cheeky gash  

The wailing little newborn  
as the parents sleep in peace  
is hushed by a benevolent nanny  
 who has just a soul to speak  
She hovers over to scoop the babe  
 and craddle it in her arms  
but every time finds herself  
stranded behind an airy creek.  

The fishermen who had ventured  
out into the early wonted seas  
now from the towering lighthouse  
take an eager watch,  
unless they'd fail to sight  
those ruffian merchant barques  
that mow down unarmed fisherfolk  
then into the nightfall amnesty seek.
 
Muted din of the toddlers  
when into the puddle they leap  
while others hobble across  
the crowded rain-washed street  
a sleeping household of seven  
on that bitter winter's eve  
a night they lay crushed and razed  
to the grounds on that bloodied street.  

There are tales that abound in  
personifying pestilence and the macabre,  
about the undead who wander  
in the underworld widely unknown.  
To some superstition,to others just folklore  
a featherbrained vampire dalliance  
keeps some others enthralled  
Yet there are tales that borrow  
from the nether unfortunate world  
not the ones that leave you white knuckled  
with a feeling of being uncannily watched over  
these are stories that once made headlines,  
were hollered and then told..