Here's a poem I've written for the ghostly times of Halloween. It's about Miss Bun, who is staying at the Castle Mystique. I hope you enjoy it!
A Night at the Castle Mystique
Miss Bun goes away
For a couple of days.
She stays at the Castle Mystique.
She rests her head
On a comfortable bed
And falls into a very deep sleep.
But then in the night,
Oh she has just a fright,
As she stays in the Castle Mystique!
For she wakes with a jump –
An enormous lump
Has appeared with a SPRING and a LEAP!
The lump is all white -
What a terrible sight
To Miss Bun as she wakes from her sleep.
She weeps and she shivers
Her hands are all quiver
And she goes quite blue in the feet!
The lump looks at her –
Her white hair all a blur
As she wakes from a very deep sleep.
Then he jumps in fright:
Her hair’s a TERRIBLE sight!
So he vanishes with a great LEAP!
Here's another spooky poem of mine about a ghost in a school. We actually had a ghost in the school I went to - the school could get very creepy after dark and some of the science teachers thought that items had been moved behind them if they were there after everyone else had gone home. Our ghost was called the Old Grey Lady.
The Chaotic Ghost
Our school’s got a ghost!
We all know he’s there –
But we’ve never actually seen him
To give him a GLARE!
He comes into class
when we’ve all gone home
And gets down to work
To make the room just his own.
He turns out the cupboards,
Puts the maps upside down,
And puts music on blaring,
playing creepy sounds.
He throws books on the floor,
Uplugs Miss Larkins’ pc,
And takes down all our work
to cause chaos, you see.
When we come in next day
There is so much to do –
Not painting and stories,
But tidying up! BOO, HOO, HOO!
Oh, who is this ghost
Who gives us so much to do?
You’ve had your fun,
And we want some too!
