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How to Write Horror Poetry

Poems featuring elements of horror can range in subject matter from the supernatural to poems featuring classic slasher horror. Poems dealing with these topics can be short or lengthy, detailing horrific stand-alone scenes or telling complete stories. Poems featuring horror as a subject can take on any poetry style, can be rhymed or unrhymed, and will typically make use of literary devices used in other types of poetry. The only criteria for writing an effective horror poem is that the poem touches on many of the same elements found in horror fiction.

Things You'll Need

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Instructions

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      Write a poem that pays homage to a specific genre of horror. This gives you a set of conventions you can use. In the poem "Slumber Party Massacre," the last four lines detail one of the most common mistakes made in slasher horror movies (wandering off alone in the dark). Here are the last four lines of this poem:

      The door is ajar, inviting him inside

      To paint the walls in red,

      But he waits instead

      For each of them to wander off.

      This stanza highlights a popular genre scene and features an unexpected rhyme with lines two and three. If you can work in a rhyme without forcing it, do so. If not, capturing the scene is more important.

    • 2

      Write visually. Think about your favorite horror movies as you construct the lines of your poem. The more visual you can make the horror on the page, the better you will be able to draw your readers in. Description is a key element of horror. The description can be something designed to disgust your readers or something to send a chill along their spines.

    • 3

      Touch your readers with visceral writing. Horror poetry isn't typically intellectual. Touch readers on a primal level by addressing the fears that many people share. This example, told from the point of view of someone buried alive, is an example of visceral writing that touches primal fear.

      I see darkness and feel something

      Before me, confining me as I try

      To breathe and realize I

      Am buried alive and dying

      Quick

      Horror isn't pretty. Use your words to show this.

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