The NaPoWriMo, day nine prompt,
asks us to write a concrete poem;
a poem that takes the shape of the theme of the poem.
I wrote this poem last year as part of
The Coven of Obscurity series but never posted it.
Please visit my blog to see the proper version. 

                              He went
                                  for a walk
                                      in the village
                                         and took the curve
                                           in the road ahead.
                                            It was lit in frosted
                                           streetlamps; he was
                                         curious where it led.
                                       The road meandered
                                     through dense forest,
                                  the woods were dark
                              and overgrown. In the
                          distance he heard a
                     cackle and feared he 
                 was not alone. Nearby
              he saw a sign, nailed
           to an old oak tree.
         The sign warned:
          this road belongs
            to the witches
               from the Coven
                 of Obscurity!
                   All trespassers
                      will be cursed
                        three by three!
                           Suddenly he
                             recalled the
                                folklore his
                              grandmother
                           told; the story
                         of six deadly
                     witches who
                once cursed
           the curve
        in the
  road!