The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
by Asena Lourenco
Sun peeking through the trees,
Autumn falling as leaves of red,
The lampposts waiting impatiently,
For someone to return them from the dead.
Once used as a wedding aisle,
On someone’s special day.
Had now become a cemetery,
Where bodies were left to decay.
The ground remained bumpy,
The leaves not hiding them anymore,
As corpses lay underneath the dirt,
Waiting for someone to come and explore.
Fiction © Copyright Asena Lourenco
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
More about Asena Lourenco:
She would like to be a teacher and writer when she grows up. She also loves cats and babies!