Short Horror Poems to Deceive and Daunt
By Audrey R
Sweet Tooth
Caramel eyes and hair bittersweet
Cinnamon dotted surface, a decadent treat
Sherbert sugar lips pulled open in a smile
Candy-cotton cheeks splattered with un-fragrant bile
Buttercream skin drenched in cherry juice
A seldom-used object, spun-sugar noose
Rock candy to bludgeon, licorice to choke
Sugar shard at the ready when she eventually woke
Caramel topping, bittersweet lace
Cinnamon dotted frosting with sherbert taste
Candy Cotton buttercream icing underneath
Cherry juice filling oozing over your teeth
Decadent cake, sinful-sweet as can be
Yes, quite delicious, what’s your recipe?
Teapot Trouble
Light the stove and poke the pot
Pouring tea, yes, never stop!
Fill my cup up to the brim
Pitch-black liquid held within
Is that sugar? Bring it here!
Just one stir, it disappears
Hold on now, I’m feeling a tad ill
That teapot whistle seems quite shrill
Face is blue, tongue is out
Neck is curved up like a spout
Choking noise, whispered plea
That definitely wasn’t tea
Hush
Hush little baby, don’t say a word
Or Mama might question the noise she heard
And if your Mama thinks she’s heard footsteps near
Mama might be in need of just a touch of fear
So when Mama moves her pretty self downstairs
Daddy might be waiting to take her unawares
And if she shouts and begs and screams
Daddy’s going to have to go to a few extremes
And when the cops go and search the house
No one’s gonna question an absent spouse
And when you just have Daddy around
You’ll still be the sweetest little babe in town
Pumpkin Smile
It was October cold, and the sky was gray
When little Bobby Brown, a curious wee lad
Went on a car trip down south with his mom and dad
Momma and Daddy called him away
But our little Bobby Brown was raring to play
So he wandered himself to the pumpkin patch
And came face-to-face with the Pumpkin Man
Bobby Brown was a brave little boy, he was not afraid
He turned and said to the looming orange figure
“Why are you so galdarned round?”
The Pumpkin Man gave a sharp cruel laugh of spite
Then told the boy it was due to his appetite
The boy’s eyes went wide and he looked around
Then our Pumpkin Man got a wee bit bigger
About the Author
Born in Oakland, California, Audrey R is a writer, reader, student, and purveyor of hand-sewn oddities. She claims to have been inspired by classic horror novels and Dr. Seuss.