WITCH’S BARROW, by Chad HensleyUpon a shadowed, cragged cave mountain
Bizarre inhuman skeletal grasping sconces
Hold flaming torches before glowing fountain.
Above- a monstrous, hinged door mumbles responses
With dozens of carved mouths full of honed fangs.
Rotting red carpet- giant tongue unrolls;
Leads to enormous stalactites where hangs
Winged, green goblins sleeping over trolls.
She stands near, in a kitchen full of brooms,
Twitching carved parts and bloody sharp, big knife:
The cauldron cooks, steaming black noxious fumes;
A brewing spell delaying afterlife.
She smiles sharp teeth and sings a cackling song,
Knowing her evil lasts not very long.
