Days of autumn enter late September,
Yearly glory in hues to remember.
Naked limbs cling to mem’ries of summer
As cool longer nights lead to sweet slumber.
Mountain tops catch the first drifts of snow
Inviting cold winds to the valleys below.
Copious colors patch a quilt beneath trees
And nature again gifts a harvest to please.
Under horizons of soft orange skies
The gathering of pumpkins soon will arise.
Upon Halloween each carved funny face
Meets with delight as children thrill to place
New costumes on for ‘trick or treat’ fun.
© Connie Marcum Wong
For Francine Roberts's Acrostic Contest
Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong
Halloween: Safety First Then Fun!!!
By the Poets Listed After the Poem
Happy day getting candy treats while dressed like spooks and goblins.
Angels, genies, princesses, too, put “loot” in their bags and tins.
Look both ways when you cross the street. Always stay close to your friends.
Lighted homes. Festive decorations. Porches. Pumpkins. Invite!
Oh, be leery of the dark, where ghosts and spooks stay out of site.
Wear bright costumes that reflect at night! Not lose or tight. Just right!
Every child must be aware that some goblins inhabit homes.
Each year we hear of razor blades placed in a child’s candied cones.
Never!!! Ever!!! Eat your treats 'til Mom says, “OK, little gnomes.”
Stay safe! Look around! While you walk, beware of witches and bats.
Always, ghosts and goblins watch. Looking out for sweet treats you drop.
Fear? If they happen to appear parents, quickly call the cops!
Enjoy laughter, hot chocolate, and other treats with your friends.
Take care not to play tricks that could hurt others or cause offense.
Youngsters, polite and respectful, great delight they do dispense.
Fun you will have! Enjoyment too. Be sure that you are careful!
In all situations, “Trick-or-Treaters” beware! Need HELP? Shout!!!
Remember say, “Thank you” for treats when you’re out and about.
Stay clear of Spooky Soupers as they write with their crazy pens.
To write in verse, some witches curse. And drive sanity ‘round bends.
The madness, “Dearie,” is very clear; they strive to make amends.
Hooting owls and wild black cats wildly eat from your mum's pumpkin
Eerily, creaky zombies leave their tombs and walk down your streets.
Night, bubbling soups, you must beware, might be made of your own feet--
Frantic frenzies and fabulous fun begins just before dark.
Under that moonlit chilling night, “Trick- or-Treaters,” find their mark.
Nearby neighbors anticipate. Waiting with treats is a lark!
Contributing Poets in Alphabetical Order: Charmaine Chircop, Carolyn Devonshire , James
Frazer, Rhoda Galgiani, Sean Kelly, Karen O'Leary, Patricia Prescott, Dane SmithJohnsen
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
( TRICK OR TREAT )
Toddlers walking the streets at night,
Running from house to house.
Images of candy fill their heads,
Costumes of all kinds abound.
Knocking on strangers doors.
On their faces are smiles galore,
Ready for the next house.
Time consuming ritual,
Right down to the last minute.
Emptying out the jars of goodies,
Always to say thank you sir or ma`am.
Treasures await them when they get home.
Copyright © Jasmine Cruz
Halloween night of events
Alot of trick or treating
Lots of candy for eating
Love when they come to the door
Opening bags wanting more
Witches, pumpkins or a ghost
Each comparing who got most
Even the parents take part
Not admit their young at heart
Everything Halloween contest
Copyright © Kelly Zakerski
H aunting continues within the dilapidated old house on the hill
A long winding tree lined path may be followed to it's entrance
U ntil last season the house lay quiet and still
N ow one can see strange lights and hear faint voices coming from the manor
T omorrow is "All Hallow's Eve" and the town's children have decided to climb the hill
following the treacherous path
I nnocence and curiosity go hand and hand within the young
N o one was prepared for what waited for the children beyond the iron gates
G hostly ghouls and goblins anxious to take their place!
Copyright © Sharon Ruebel
O n the very first day of this month
C hilling winds make their debut
T hroughout the country farmers make reap their last harvest
O pen pastures remain where grain once stood
B ut it is the last day of the month, the
E ve of all Saints, when children
R ush from home to home, seeking treats and playing tricks
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire
All is right
Love trick or treaters
Listen to the wind howl
Walking through enchanted trees
Every child smiling
Eve of the Jack o lanterns
Naughty or nice
By willow moon
Copyright © Bonnie morawa
Hairy eyeballs hanging from a wizard’s crown.
Arachnids sprawled on his black sparkling gown.
Ludicrous marks scar his face beneath a frown.
Luscious blood dripping very slowly down.
Opulent jewelry shaped like bones.
Worn around his neck amid creepy groans.
Ecstatic bats wait around for deadly moans.
Eerily suspended from their master’s belt.
Nonchalantly walking, his evil presence is felt.
Coming down the stairs was a star bejeweled queen.
Overcome; such beauty he had never before seen.
Stunned into submission by her piercing eyes.
Trapped by love’s intrusion and compassion’s cries.
Unveiling beauty, cajoling pleasant sighs.
Miraculously transformed his evil heart; love flows.
Enticed by the moment, together, attraction grows.
Bedazzled by the grandeur of the Halloween Ball
Altruism curiously sealed love that fall.
Laughter filled the man with the eyeballs on his crown.
Loved by the queen in her star bejeweled gown.
© October 15, 2010
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Vampires battle the lingering undead
Angles their bloody strikes upon them all
Masters of blood, and surely hates the morn
Personal aggravation to all men
Irritable just where werewolves adjourn
Reality strikes them odd for they sin
Evolution has sure spun them around
Contest: Skipping Six, Going Straight to Seven- Acrostics challenge #3
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Copyright © Russell Sivey
Bats and boogie men come out of the
Ominous evening of Halloween when
Offering of treats prevents pranks.
Copyright © Effie Blake
( HALLOWEEN )
H- Horrid monsters walk the streets
A- Asking for blood and bones.
L- Lurking in the shadows afar
L- Lamplights offer the light.
O- Ominous creatures slither slowly
W- Working through the night.
E- Eager witches get on their brooms
E- Empty promises not fulfilled.
N- Night of nights its halloween
Copyright © Jasmine Cruz
Halloween goblins roaming nights halls
A goblin party, when the night falls
Looking for treats, they all get their kicks
Loving to delve into their bags of tricks
Oh the unsuspecting…
Women and men, their children, protecting
Even children, out there and
Never look a goblin in the eye!
Copyright © M. L. Kiser
Having a little dark fun
A scary night
Little children dressed up as monsters
Lets dance in the moonlight
Oh no someones following me
Will this night ever come to an end
Everyone knows the crazies come out
Eternal sleep comes to an end
Now the vampires and werewolves are sated
Copyright © Illyanna De La Keur
Happily in costume, children walk streets.
All Hallows Day, Halloween. Trick or treat.
Laughing at neighbors’ doors, ghosts under sheets.
Lingering for candy, a child’s entreat.
Overhead the sky dark black; fathoms fear.
Windy walks, silent streets, goblins appear.
Erie tones of voice, parents watch austere.
Endearing fun and teasing as ghouls draw near.
Nonchalantly, breathing deep, not one tear.
Night is filled with mysteries; souls endure.
Imagination grips and minds ensnare.
Graves and tombstones bedecked front yards, a lure.
Halloween celebrates souls, not yet pure.
Trick-or-treat; rich or poor, fear fills the air.
© Dane Smith-Johnsen
September 30, 2011
Written for Halloween Fun Contest sponsored by Russell Sivey
FORM: Acrostic with rhyme
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Halloween of the year 2007
As I visited Aunt Kelly in US
Lovely costumes in black and red
Long green gown for me was made
Over the bridge we passed in a parade
Wondering at the beauty of the fairy lights
Evening turning to night
Enjoyment and fun at every corner
Nightly ghost stories and caramel apples to eat
Copyright © Tahera Mannan
She said,” hurry tommy before the old lady sees”,
Take care not to touch the gate, or you will freeze.
Our goal tonight is to teach her, we are not too scared.
Never to be scared of anything is what we declared.
Each day the old ladies mansion, we all did tease.
Cautiously he did go closer to her front door.
Ogling every square foot, that was for sure.
Listening for noise or creak, deep in his core,
Donning Halloween costume, she wouldn’t adore.
Gently he rang the door buzzer, and then he did run.
Amazingly faster than any other that had already shun.
Zealously he yelled back, the spell we had spun.
Everyone still sees her stone cold gaze in the midnight sun.
Sponsor Constance ~My Dear Heart ~
Contest Name A Creepy, Scary Haunted House Poem, Please
Copyright © cecil hickman
Hazy moon graces a midnight sky
And the stars play tag with the clouds
Life below is sleeping peacefully
Laughter breaks the silence, a cackle
Overhead, witches fly
While ghosts haunt the streets
Every year this happens
Each time brings new horrors
Nightmare creatures roam till dawn
Copyright © Amy Frazey
Horrible goblins and ghouls abound
All of them making a shrieking sound
Living dead are out tonight
Leading humans to quake with fright
Onward they creep these hounds of hell
Wily demons in darkness dwell
Ever gaining on human prey
Each one stalking till light of day
Needing human flesh to feed
Now they move with ghastly speed
Into the night they crawl and hiss
Growing close to that dark abyss
Humans watch your step indeed
Tonight's the night you must take heed
Copyright © Deb Wilson
Hours of horrible happenings
Afraid of aerobatics’ artist
Lovely and lively lyrics by louts
Luggage of lies and loss fills the land
Outrageous onslaught on oldies
Weird wards willing to waste
Excitements erode the egomania
Elite excused? …Not exempted
Naughty ninjas at night niggle.
Copyright © Adeleke Adeite
A candied feast
Copyright © Stacy Stiles
an arrow through the skull
laughing witches on broomsticks
leering black cats
Orange pumpkins with fiery eyes
Every scream frightens
every breath electrifies
Copyright © Patricia Sawyer