Poem: Rise Up

The month of Halloween is upon us. Since I’ve been trying to work on my creative writing I thought this month I’d do some Halloween poems. I’m opening with an ode to zombies. I like this one but I think it could be better. If I make changes, I’ll add an update.

Rise Up

Cold, comfy, sealed

Trapped, box

Life so far away

Life crying

Rise up

Rip and tear

Splinters, wood, dirt, cold

Stench of decay

Pure black, no sound

Rise up

Rip and tear

Claw at cold and wet

Fight and drag and scrap

Grasp, breath

Smell earth, flowers, death

So much death

World so still

Ground moving but cold

Smooth cold stones

Names and dates

Flowers and sadness

Rise up

Rip and tear

Light, air

Movement, sound

Smell exhaust, clouds, dark

Heat, anger, life

So much life

Rip and tear

Pump pump pump

Worldess chatter

Hunger, empty

So empty, so hollow

Heat, life,

Movement, life

Smell sweat, blood, saliva, fear

Throbbing, running pulsing life

Rip and tear

Screaming, crying

Running, beating

Pulsing, roasting

Blood boiling

Color changing

Hungry, cold,

Dead, stale

Rip and tear

Life, heat, warmth, glory, consume

Soft fragile nourishing life

Howling, crying, anguish, dying

Soft, breakable, hungry, dying

All, must take it all

Rip and tear

Life so much life

Need more life,

Pulse, breath, fire, death

So little life

Fight, consume,

Feel alive

Keep dying

Need more life

Must have life

Rise up

Rip and tear