Deathly Faces (a poetry challenge by Frank Atanacio)
Frank's original hub to start the challenge.
Spirits sat as Mourners (starting link)
As death grew,
The lights were dimmer,
As the darkness began to shimmer,
Eyes would glow
As the candles in back
And spirits sat as mourners
Massed together all in a row…"
by Frank Atanacio
The One Who Laid April Here by Shyron E Shenko
- The One Who Laid April Here
This is The next verse in Frank's poem.
Reasoning behind my verse.
I tried to continue the scene Frank set up as I saw it. My verse portrays spirits/demons gathered at a funeral of a departed one waiting to steal the soul and take it to Hell. The preacher in turn trying to prevent that by reading Holy verse and attempting to dedicate the soul to Heaven.
No airs and graces,
Unblinking, cold, and grey
As they watched another join the Frey.
While the priest
Read God's holy word,
Challenging the evil beast
To try to steal another soul,
And empty husk upon which demons feast.
by John Hansen
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