The Wicked Are Coming....


The work published on  this site is new, original and unique,  ranging  from the Gothic Horror to the  Dark Romantic genres, exploring the darker side of humanity, the natural and the supernatural. 

A mixture of horror and the supernatural, our poems weave  tales of the unexpected, often with an unseen and violent ending. Enjoy...

The Witching Hour

CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS
THE WITCHING HOUR (2012)

A new exciting anthology of supernatural poetry and photographs is planned for release in October of this year by The Wicked Come in conjunction with Lost Tower Publications. This anthology will be a showcase for the best, most exciting and talented  poets/ photographers.  Our aim is to  publish an avant garde anthology of quality.

THE WITCHING HOUR (2012)
Poems can be up to 70 lines
Poems can be of any form or style
Poems and photographs must invoke the supernatural

Photography Prize: The photograph judged as the best will form the front cover of the book and receive a £10 prize

Poetry Prize:  The poem judges as the most exciting and unusual will be printed first in the anthology and also receive a £10.oo prize

Terrifier By Damien Leone

May Murders: Dinner Date


Silently he stalked,

Where the nameless walked

Patrolling midnights beat

With heavy, dragging feet.

Creature of shadowland

Lawman, with gun in hand.

 

Fog smothers everywhere

Shrouding the killing lair.

Evil prowls the dead street;

Echoes of muffled feet,

Silently, people past,

Dripping hearts, racing fast.

 

Poster on shop window peers,

As photo fit face leers.

Front pages scream in fear.

Midnight ripper, comes here.

Beware this savage beast,

Beware his human feast.

 

Woman caught, out alone.

Whispers to her cell phone.

Grey form on poster glares,

Transfixed, she stops and stares.

Shadow flits across her face,

Warm heart begins to race….

 

Scents of fear, fill the street,

Sweat trickles in the heat,

A scream, a trip,  fall…

Bold lawman, answers call,

Gently, he takes her arm,

“I’ll keep you safe from harm.”

 

She flicks strawberry hair,

Relieved to be in his care.

Lawman guides her through town,

Tense face looks up and down,

“You look tasty, my dear…”

Blue eyes widen with fear.

 

He smiled.

She froze.

 

By Rainbow Reed ©2010

 

May Murders

Murder is always a mistake - one should never do anything one cannot talk about after dinner... Oscar Wilde

There are 4 kinds of Homicide: felonious, excusable, justifiable, and praiseworthy... Ambrose Bierce

People think we had a love-hate relationship. Well, I did not love him, nor did I hate him. We had mutual respect for each other, even as we both planned each other's murder... Werner Herzog

A woman has a much better chance than a man of acquittal on a murder charge. If she happens to be a blonde her chances rise about 45 percent...John McGeorge

One must never set up a murder. They must happen unexpectedlly, as in life... Alfred Hitchcock

To kill someone for committing murder is a punishment incomparably worse than the crime itself. Murder by legal sentence is immeasurably more terrible than murder by brigands.... Dostoevsky

Murder, like talent, seems occasionally to run in families..... George Henry Lewes

Nor is there any law more just, than that he who has plotted death shall perish by his own plot. Lat., Neque enim lex est aequior ulla, Quam necis artifices arte perire sua... Ovid

Kill a man, and you are an assassin. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill everyone, and you are a god.... Bishop Bieby

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