A clatter of dice
Trembling hands do roll,
Cast skidding across the marble grid.
Hawk eyes watch
Through shadows, thick,
See what luck your hands have bid
"Over and around they go,
What number will they deign to show?"
The Voodoo priest did sung,
"How much do you long to know?"
O'er strings of beads
Caked in blood they dance.
As you await, with bated breath,
Watching lines drawn in
Lead and bone
Show whether you've cast life, or death.
"Snake eyes!" The Voodoo priest delights,
A serpent's smile bearing pearly whites.
"You lose, my friend," He adds with glee,
"Now blood and bone are mine by rights."
You draw a sharp breath
Through the acrid heat,
What luck to turn so quickly sour.
Dark shadows encroach,
Their grip on your throat.
"Your soul is mine now to devour."
"I'll take your bones to pay your debt,
No gold compares to blood and sweat."
He hisses as sobs fall from trembling lips,
"More fool you who takes this bet!"
A blade would shine
Were the dark not so thick,
Serpent's grin as he stalks his prey.
Play not this game
With the artful Voodoo man,
Or his debt of bones be yours to pay.
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Written By Kate Hauxwell
Username @KateHauxwell
Thank you Kate Hauxwell for this amazing poem! We are proud to include it in Haunted Verses.
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Haunted Verses - Paranormal Poems
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