In eighteen eighty-nine, one morn so clear,At Johns Hopkins Hospital, surgeons drew near.Dr. William Halsted, skilled and wise,With nurse Caroline by his side — his prize. She stood by the sinks, her hands in pain,Scrubbing and scalding again and again.Hot…
In spring of nineteen forty-five,A fragile girl was half alive.In Velp she lay, too weak to stand,A shadowed world, a starving land. Her name was Edda — pale and frail,Her cheeks were sunken, ghostly pale.At fifteen years, so close to…
In springtime’s bloom of ’86,A dream was born through fate’s small tricks.A boy named Will walked campus ground,At Missouri U, where hope was found. A journalist he meant to be,But felt no fire, no energy.For Hollywood — his heart would…
For tonight we’ve a tale where the daylight dies.From Where Nightmares Live, our book newly born,Comes a ghostly old legend, of sorrow and scorn. Now Thomas Milwood, a bricklayer proud,Sat in a pub midst a rowdy crowd.But this cold night…
A salesman tired, his eyes half-dead,Checked in one night, then went to bed.A budget inn, room number nine,Flickering bulbs, a faulty sign. He tossed his bags, the floorboards creaked,The air was still, the hallway leaked.He brushed his teeth, looked up…
A gentle home, so calm, so neat,A nursery soft with pastel sheet.A baby sleeping, calm and deep,While parents watched through screens and sleep. They’d set a monitor by his bed,To hear his breaths, each coo, each thread.At midnight’s peak, when…
It happened once on a stormy eve,When thunder rolled and winds would weave.A man drove slow through pounding rain,The radio hissed a ghostly refrain. His headlights sliced through mist and gray,A lonely road, no sign, no way.Till by the shoulder,…
The dark tale, a haunting feat,Unfolds within a quiet street.A camera placed to watch the night,To guard the home till morning light. A couple new, with dreams and peace,Had bought this house for sweet release.But soon strange noises filled the…
Back in twenty-fourteen’s July,An old gray ship was left to die.A frigate tired, its battles done,Decommissioned, stripped by everyone. To break it down, they drained the dock,The ship stood high on wooden block.No water near, no waves in sight,Just steel…
In Hong Kong’s heart one winter night,’84 — the streets alight.A young man walked with love so true,Ha Ron beside his Jen Yu. They’d dined, they’d laughed, their hearts in sync,The city’s glow began to blink.Across the courtyard, calm and…