Under A Blood Red Moon

On a dark, cold night, She stood in the graveyard, Surrounded in a white light, Her white dress as soft as silk, Flowers entwined in her hair, Her skin as white and as cold as milk, Her translucent body floated in the air, Bats flew around her screeching, But she didn’t even take notice they were there. Her eyes dead and lifeless blazed red, As she flew across the cemetery, Each headstone she pass raised the dead, Ghost and spirits were surfacing everywhere, From the hard, red, cracked earth, Each one floating into the cold, night air, Whispers and noise filled my ears, Sending violent chills up my spine, As if it were a warning for me not to be here. What was she doing here? Why is she raising the dead? What does she want? These questions filled my head. She threw her hands high, All the ghost fell silent, As she floated up in the sky, Her golden hair flowed gently behind her, She stopped just above a broken headstone, All the ghosts moved back in one continuous blur, Her blood red lips shone in the moonlight, “This is where I was killed, This where my blood was spilled, Here I lost my life, On this cold and dark night, 30 years ago underneath a blood red moon, And here, here is where my body was buried, My body that shall rise soon.” Further and further the ghost floated back, Crystal tears fell from her eyes as she continued on. “This night I shall be free, From the curse that has kept me here, All these 30 tormenting years, Finally I shall be free, From Satan’s curse.” A smile spread across her translucent face, As she floated down lower towards the ghost, And tore the sleeves from her dress made of lace, She showed them the marks across her arms, “Satan the devil, Cursed me never to be free, These shackles were my beholder, For I refused him me, I refused to be his evil bride, He is whom who killed me under this blood red moon, And laid me to rest in his cursed tomb, As you know this is Satan’s grave, Where he is doomed to spend the rest of his days.” “You may be wondering how I came to be free, That myself I am even not am sure of, But I am going to raise my body before, He catches me and be his prisoner once more.” Her red eyes sparkled with glee, As she screamed into the air, “At midnight I shall reunite with my body, And walk upon the earth forever more!” I looked down at my watch to check the time, Three minutes to twelve. The ghosts were whispering and giving cautious looks, At the broken headstone and the girl dressed in lace. My watched beeped midnight, The moon went the colour of blood, It shaded the graveyard with a deep red light. The girl knelt down and placed her hands upon the ground, And started chanting, No ghost would make a sound. “Release my body, Let it surface, Return it to its rightful owner, me, Release my body from Satan’s grasp, Free it from his evil curse, Unshackle her arms, Let my body rise, Forever to be free.” The ground started to shake, She stood and stumbled backwards, The centre of the grave’s earth started to break, As her body raised from the grave below, A smile formed on her face, And her white light vibrantly glowed, The body lay silently as the girl screamed with glee, She flew towards it, her eyes blazing red, And said “Finally I’m free!” The body dressed in a white lace was covered in blood, Her golden hair a tangled mess, And her white milk skin was covered in mud, Crystal tears fell from her eyes again, As she stroked her dirty face, The ghosts looked at each other as if this was all insane. The girl stepped into the still body, Letting out a painful scream, As she reconnected with her body, All the ghosts looked totally amazed, As the girl sat up with a smile on her face, She opened her eyes and her eyes blazed, She got up and walked around, “It worked, it worked!” She laughed while feeling the ground. Blood red moon faded back to silver. She started to laugh a sadistic laugh, Her eyes redder than ever before,  “I, Satan has returned to rule this earth once more.”A challenge poem sorry it is so long and forced rhyme Written March 24th, 2002 © on Mar 23 2002 07:23 PM PST, Shanelle Kay   18 • 0 • 10