Photo A.M. Moscoso
I wandered through a cemetery looking for a ghost
I’ve been dreaming about it
thinking about it
I know it must be here
(after all )
I felt the chill
I heard it’s chains
I heard it leave it’s grave
and when I felt brave I turned around
No ghost, no ghoul was there.
I wandered for hours
through a cemetery
looking for a ghost
I decided to rest for a little while
so here in my tomb
I will wait.
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Horrordailies 2016
There’s something about a smooth, dark organge and skull sized pumpkin that say’s ” Halloween. “
And other pumpkins just scream:
Photo: A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
These pictures are a few years old and I mention that for one reason.
I found these pumpkins in the Pumpkin Pile at my local grocery store- they were mixed in with regular looking Pumpkins.
People saw them in there and they were afraid to touch them- which was a relief to me because I got the best ones of the lot.
Sad to say, I haven’t seen these at my store since that year.
Some pumpkins have warts, but none looked like mutant pumpkins stolen by the light of a blood red moon from a town that doesn’t show up on maps and populated by people who only roam the roadways that surround this nameless town by night.
I hope your pumpkin hunting and pumpkin carving adventure is bone chillingly delicious
and
I hope your Pumpkins scream Halloween.
I know mine will.
amm