A scary poem calls for a warm, cozy fire… and lots of grog
Opening lines of a scary poem might be enough to make your blood run cold--but how about a whole collection?
Poems to read… On A Dark Stormy Night, by E. Lucas-Taylor, are “meant to be read aloud, around a warm, cozy fire, and read slowly to build suspense,” says Taylor, an accomplished novelist, marketing wizard (watch for another Dandelion/Taylor ebook coming soon, Marketing Yourself As A Freelance Writer) and blogger:
"For centuries, perhaps eons of time/the story is told with relish and rhyme/of fiendish blood-sucking Vampyre types/and hellish devil hordes with pointy horns/…conceived by the world so long ago/as a form of disquiet to the world at large,/of an authority beyond our five senses/darkly entrenched in myths and legends/…and of pacts given and promises broken/which unmercifully tease the fragile mind/and leave fear and dread…as a token."
Or:
The harvest moon is there to teach/…glowing in evening lantern’s light each,/long before Ghosts and Warlocks take to flight/wreaking their havoc as an ensorcelled plan/…in midnight’s knell of shame…so banned./
Along came a Druid with magic fine./Said he, “Caution, for it will be some time,/a’ fore I can snuff the witches’ ritual trine
But a’ fear not, they will bother you no more, I find.”/…all said in Druid rhyme.
Reading aloud to a circle of family and friends used to be a favorite pastime in the days before radio, TV, video games, etc. And in the wintertime, bundling before a blazing fire was a necessity if the tales were tall and scary enough.
Reading a scary poem while sipping lemonade around the pool in summertime may not have the same effect, but try it inside in a darkened room. Light a few candles and burn some incense. Have the reader smear on some pasty makeup and don a cape and pointed hat.