Samridhi Girdhar/The Baron

The night grew reticent 

The blood moon aglow  

Down among the headstones 

The spirits wallowed in their sorrow 

Though the children were long asleep 

Tired from the evening’s quests 

Ghostly visitors invited themselves in 

They made frightening house guests 

Radio dials spiralled in fear 

Shattered glass was left in their wake 

Meticulous, they infiltrated the space 

Certain there was nothing left to break 

Come dawn, destruction will rein the home 

Ending with the wood in flame 

The ghouls will rest for Earth’s orbit 

When they will search another property to maim