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Halloween Ballad Poems | Ballad Poems About Halloween

These Halloween Ballad poems are examples of Ballad poems about Halloween. These are the best examples of Halloween Ballad poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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On Halloween Night

An incredible story I should know 
will you believe? not at first
yet you must believe
realizing how I was cursed.
It happened on Hallow's night many years ago 
in Europe on the borders of Romania 
I got lost in the fog of a huge dark forest 
succumbed in hands of megalomania.

Arriving opposite a huge building
an ancient castle to be exact
I banged on the door hard 
hoping to stay my senses stay intact.

It took them a while but they heard me
I was lucky somebody opened the door 
or was I cursed as it unbolted
entering into a den of gore?

I was shivering with the cold
a man carrying an oil lamp stared at me
I was greeted in a friendly manner
moreover from the storm I was free.

I asked if I could have shelter 
he accepted me graciously
with no sneer but a smile
entering quickly and gracefully.

No outsiders could enter their habitat
no visitors at all he explained
I was a stranger got lost in the forest
I was accepted in unrestrained.

I walked behind him casually
through a wide corridor full of doors
I felt as if I was carrying the plague 
contaminating their stony floors.

I am truly sorry for all of you I am			
I will never forget that night
for I had turned  loose on the world
an evil which I have to put right.

I didn't believe but I saw him, 
this is our weakness; Satan's power
I’ve talked to him yet did not identify
here and now our soul he’ll devour.
From the moment I released this evil 
I've spent my time trying to track him 
to recapture the iniquity unfolded on you 
destroying him from limb to limb.

This evil soon took the shape of many conflicts
the second world and the Israeli war 
the Korean war, the Vietnam war and the gulf war, 
the Balkan war and more and far more.

I have to catch and destroy this malevolence
when I capture him I’ll keep him confined 
not for long I am sure of that
he’ll be freed by someone for power goes blind.

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I hollow the pumpkin, so small and white, Then add the blooms I’d picked so carefully, The palest of pink roses, buds still tight, Forget-me-nots, baby’s breath and sweetpea, And just one, lonely, ivory lily. This gourd is a vase for Halloween day, One that I’ll bring to the cemetery, A gift for all children who’ve passed away. No costumes they’ll wear on their favorite night, They’ll not giggle and run, collecting candy, But rosebuds might open in the starlight, And from heaven’s view, a tribute they’ll see. There in the vastness of nature’s beauty, Grieving elms lose their leaves while squirrels play, And I’m sorrowed by what I now carry, A gift for all children who’ve passed away. The Crossings* glows with soft afternoon light, I hear cardinals sing from distant trees, There on the path, a gazebo invites, It nestles by the wetlands, tranquilly, Yet down my cheeks, buried tears flow freely, I feel my loss like it was yesterday, Darling, unborn, here’s a token from me, A gift for all children who’ve passed away. Forever I’ll miss my sweet absentee, So I gently touch the little bouquet, And pray as I place the gourd by bent knee, A gift for all children who’ve passed away.
*The Crossings is a memorial for children in Kitchener, Ontario which features a boardwalk and gazebo in a peaceful, natural setting. There is an annual butterfly release for bereaved families. For a photo of the lovely gazebo: For Carol Brown’s “What No Orange Pumpkin” Contest

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O Halloween Night

Upon this night I worrie about this sight
It is to dare be in fright
All the thing will be among the souls to tell run from here to scare us all to hell
Now we must try with all I might to not lose our faith upon this night
For the gates of hell will surly open up and send among us all evil demons 
This I am sure will animal and humans both give a fright
Please we all need to take heed tonight
Stay indoors tonight out of sight
Lie the morning light come so bright
Right her might so all the demons will lose their might 
So they will return to hell with out the right
No more souls did they take this night

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Before building the fire
We dug out a lawn square 
To keep the ash  we knew would be there
And stacked the sods near the pyre.

The lawn fits back well –
No ghost of last year’s flame.
Each Halloween  it’s the same –
There is no grave hole to tell.

Papers, cardboard, gasoline,   -  oh !

The hissing from  a  heap
Of slippery wet leaves
Like a snake’s last scream.
Swarms of sparks stream
In hot gas gusts to the eaves,
Burning out as they  leap,

Falling as warm grey dust.
Soot flakes like scattered crows
Fly skyward, black and ragged
From damp dead wood’s jagged
Heat  -  soaked spars’ and oars’
Life-after-life  in a final burst.

Each deadened  ember
Sends a second soul 
To the  lifeless  hole
With a final life to  remember.

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Beautiful Halloween Night

Silver moonbeams shine from the full moon 
On a Halloween night.
Trick or treaters weave back and forth collecting candy
And other assorted goodies on this 
Beautiful Halloween night.
Scary stories are told around a fireplace. 
 A witch flies on a broom across the moon cackling 
On this beautiful Halloween night.
 A midnight breeze blows through the trees 
On this beautiful Halloween night.
A vampire lurks in the shadows looking for prey 
On this beautiful Halloween night.
Feys and faeries dance across the silver moonbeams  
on this beautiful Halloween night