I thought I would start Fright Night with some poetry first published 20 November 2018

It’s an old stone house with a tall stone tower
It’s bent and battered but it still holds power
And the priests keep blessing but the dark’s still calling
So the cattle’s brought in soon as night starts falling
We’re the edge of the kingdom so we don’t pay taxes
And the only human sounds are the woodcutter’s axes
So the lords don’t bother and we like it that way
Though few who come to work here have the heart to stay
There’s a new girl in the kitchens and we have to warn her
Of the stain that hides in the shadow in the corner.
Today is the first day of the October Frights Blog Hop. There are lots of lovely posts on lots of wonderful blogs, and you can find them here:Are You Afraid of the Dark? , The Word Whisperer , Hawk’s Happenings , Carmilla Voiez Blog , M’habla’s! , CURIOSITIES , Frighten Me , Winnie Jean Howard , Balancing Act , James P. McDonald , greydogtales

A terrific poem.
Thank you!
Creepy!
Thank you
Enjoyed your poem, especially the lack of taxes. LOL!
Avoiding taxes is always good! I’m glad you liked the poem, thank you!
Awesome!
Thank you!