Trick Or Treaters
Candles burn within the hollow of a skull
Brightly illuminates the darkest of rooms
Where witches meander about and mull
Getting ready to fly away with their brooms
At the door would certainly be a black cat
Casting evil curses on the welcome mat
He then shies away at the incoming bunch
Halloween trick or treaters with stuff to munch
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment