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On Halloween Night

I hear the October winds whispering and I think it knows,
as the witching hour arrives and a harvest moon glows,
only once a year, do we celebrate death on Halloween night,
it is a time for remembrance, and not a time for fright.

As dead leaves come to life, once more, somehow they know,
on the twisted claw-like branches, I see the excitement grow,
black bats take their flight and wise owls call out to you,
it seems strange, but I imagine that they all know, too.

I ask you now, my dearly departed ancestors, to arise,
come and dance with me, there is no need for disguise,
on this one dark, Halloween night, it is the only time,
when we can feel truly alive and so morbidly sublime.

Let me wipe away the ancient moss from your tombstone,
come forth with dust and decay, your shroud and bone,
feel the warm glow from this carved out jack o' lantern,
and watch his lit, grinning soul, may it flicker and burn.

You must still remember the candy corn's sweet flavor,
and those crisp apples, with juicy bite after bite to savor,
it is only on this night when we can taste this rare treat,
and it is only on this Halloween night when we can meet.

Tonight will not be your usual haunting among the graves,
or beneath the dead willow tree, weeping, shackled like slaves,
you are free to wander, to celebrate, and honor our past,
until the morning sun rises, on this Eve that will not last.

So come with me now and our spirits will live once more,
as we roam down our old streets, and visit door to door,
let us go, and lead them all in our mysterious nighttime parade,
where we can finally be ourselves, no need for a masquerade.



Details | I do not know? | |

It Must Be The Night Of Halloween

Devil horns and candy corns,
It must be Halloween!
Black cats and witch's hats,
It must be Halloween!
Trick or treats and ghosts in sheets,
It must be the night of Halloween!

Dark nights and scary frights,
It must be Halloween!
Werewolves cry as bats fly,
It must be Halloween!
Autumn leaves blow and pumpkins glow,
It must be the night of Halloween!

Monsters roar and owls soar,
It must be Halloween!
Spirits haunt and demons jaunt,
It must be Halloween!
Skeletons walk as vampires stalk,
It must be the night of Halloween!


Written - August, 28th, 2013
For - Russell Sivey's contest - Everything Halloween


Details | ABC | |

Beast



Bitter by ; being mentally bruised and battered most of my life,
shaken with fright without a single soul to help me
through the troubles unseen horrors of the night, 
from an evil source that I fear to strike. 
But as the evil forces, who limited my choices 
that when I found my stallion horses. 
Swiftly it came to my head I can run and I cannot hide, 
feeling the Beast closing in on every time I decide to hide. 
Tired of running and tired of alluding this
relentless creep as my red bolt eyes weep 
feeling rest-less, likes a lonely defeated warrior from his home in retreat 
that is when I knew it time to rest, to release my Beast. 
But in a fight, I may not win however as I cast out my dirty words sin
I made sure it felt my impact, to the bloody end.

by Keith Relf


Details | Quatrain | |

Apple Pickin' Time

Pick those crisp, red McIntoshs, 
And warm some caramel for dippin',
Pick those green Granny Smiths,
And heat some cider for sippin'.

It's time for apple pickin',
Down on the rural farm,
And Halloween treat or trickin',
With some rustic country charm.

From the beginning of September,
To the last day of November,
We will be gone apple pickin',
Makin' fun moments to remember.

Pick those crisp, red McIntoshs,
And warm some caramel for dippin',
Pick those green Granny Smiths,
And heat some cider for sippin'.

None of you will be sobbin',
Cause right before your eyes,
There's a game of apple bobbin',
And some homemade apple pies.



Written for Isaiah Zerbst's contest -  
"Apple Pickin' Time"


Details | Sonnet | |

Warlock Halloween

This eerie night when the moonlight drips down Tips of the stars reach out to all this night Darkness has its reign during this night’s crown Showing Halloween the master of fright Took the last pumpkin to its resting place They’re lit for respect of the dead tonight All are glowing wildly within their space Alight to bring awe and joy from this sight Children love to see the path of pumpkins Frightfully dressed to scare with all their might Some of them look like they have rotting skins To front porch they walk smiling with delight They get their candy and scream to enjoy The night sure adds to the fun with their joy
Russell Sivey


Details | Free verse | |

A Halloween story

One dark and dreary night many, many moons ago
myself and a friend coming home from the local disco
no names mentioned smiling . . .
and in the far distance we could see and hear three girls
laughing and giggling and having fun 

This was Halloween Night or All Hallows' Eve . . .
and so we climbed up the nearest evergreen 
barely breathing, holding our breaths . . .
so they would not hear us and sense our presence
the one directly in the middle as they neared us
in passing a quick clip at the back of the head said 
do you want to hear the screams roaring out of
them away hammer and tongs up the road

We could hear them shouting and carrying on . . .
I'm sure that place is haunted
to this day they tell their story claiming it to be real
well better still was to come for both of us 
laughing our hearts out giggling like madmen
 
I felt like a gruesome hand of ice just touched me . . .  
the tremors ran down my spine
jolting me in a most terrible way
almost felt like a gripping sensation on my shoulder 
almost falling of the tree with a roar
 
My good friend starting screaming making it worse . . . 
saying somebody must of touched us the same time
we looked at each other and made a race to get home 
just got really spooked and ran the whole 3 miles home 
in a record time ever saying my holy prayers every stroll of the way . . .
a most hideous and macabre thought -- a ghost touched me 
as the cold ran right through me chilling me to the bone
never was I as glad to see holy water in the house 
I bless myself for being lucky  
never ever have I pulled such a prank 
from that night to this . . .
 
It backfired on us so we chose never to say
a word about it ever again!!
And now we can only say: BOO!! BOO!! BOO!!
And Happy Halloween!!
 
Liam McDaid and Gary Bateman, Free Verse Collaboration (October 13, 2014)
(Contest Entry for Halloween Co-Writes, 5 Nov 14, Diane Locksley - Sponsor)


Details | I do not know? | |

Autumn is Here

Electricity is in the air

as the wind kiss skin and tease hair

 and Red and Gold leaves float 

to the ground

as the little squirrels scurry around



Autumn is here



Pumpkin patch field trips

as apples are dipped in candy

with caramel and buttered popcorn 

and savory turkey legs at this year's state fair

laughing on 

hay rides and carving pumpkins

while eating pumpkin pie 

sitting near a bonfire as the smoke stings our eyes



Autumn is here.



Ghost tales whispered

and

marshmallows roasted 

while sipping hot apple-cider

giving sweets to the sweeties knocking at our door

exclaiming "TRICK OR TREAT" 

and

"MAY WE HAVE MORE"



Autumn is here.



Families gathered together 

seated from great to least

with humble head's bowed

in blessed thanksgiving 

as a kingly feast delight senses

and conjure up images of the next season



Autumn is here.












Details | Tanka | |

Creepy Feeling


    Something was watching

        leaving a creepy feeling

            i could not shake it

                finally closing the door

                    behind me eyes in the tree...


Details | Light Poetry | |

Lilly and FunkunDilly

Our little Orphan Troll, named Lilly, and was always happy as a lark.
She had a squirrel named FunkunDilly always ready, with fun to embark.
They slept and ate together, and rolled around, playing on the ground.
A happier troll you never could see, as when FukunDilly was around.

I made them matching ninja suits, to practice ninja moves in the park.
And the firemen let them sit up front in the fire truck to blow his horn.
Everything was so very perfect, until all the birthdays came around.
As we discussed the birthdays', Lilly ran to the corner to cry, for real!

Lilly didn’t know when her birthday was, and just knew she’d be left out.
So as I ran to poor, little Lilly, I ask FunkinDilly if she knew the date, about.
She has never spoken, but the little squirrel had come with Lilly, you see… 
Around here, you never know, crazier things seem to happen, a lot lately.

None of Trolls knew their birthdays, and all ended up sulking on the ground.
I let them each pick a day, and they picked Halloween all at once, all around.
They invited all their friends for… after Trick or Treating on Halloween night.
I rounded up tons of cupcakes, and the biggest cake ever seen, to their delight.

That night witches, elves, and fairies showed up, with even a unicorn.
The weird frogs came with the bears... and all, held sparklers up in the air.
It was fun to see the costumes, or at least I hoped, that’s what they were.
Everyone danced around a bonfire… as the firemen laughed, and looked on.

I was talking to one of my neighbors dressed as a witch, when Lilly danced by.
I laughed about how happy Lilly and FunkenDilly were when playing, all the time…
And I wished her mother could see the gleam of fun, which shone in her eyes.
Suddenly, a flash of light! FunkenDilly turned into a Troll, right before my eyes.

The witch was apologetic… for forgetting to turn Lilly’s mom back, for so long.
She had found her raiding her garden, and punished her… about a year, before.
Now, FunkenDilly had had so much fun… that she wanted to be turned right back.
The toll for forgetting …was that she gave them both butterfly wings for the night.

She may not be a Troll, but, I never worry about Lilly when FunkenDilly’s along.
And the witch promised FunkunDilly, she could be a squirrel, for one more year. 
But about that neighbor witch… Whoa Boy! I’ll be WAY nicer from now on, ya hear!
Now, I really can’t wait to make more matching outfits, for Lilly and her mom.


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Candy Crush

It’s Halloween and I've gorged again
Eating as much as several men
Sickened last year, didn't learn then
After I start I can’t say when

Now what’s left is scattered about
Stomach’s gone from thin to stout
Will take months to work this out
I’ll regret it tomorrow without a doubt

Candy corn, bars and lollipops
Tasted so good I couldn't stop
Ate so much my belly might pop
Exhausted on the couch I flop

I have to admit with some dismay
That Haloween’s still a month away
Adding shame to this display
I have to buy more later today

(Everything Halloween Free Poetry Contest 10/9/13)


Details | Limerick | |

HALLOWEEN HOWLERS CONTINUED

Put an old mask upon my head
Nose slashed, holding on by a thread
Blood oozing out the cheek
Looking gruesome and bleak
All of the kids thought I was dead


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Halloween

On this dreadful stormy night, 
beneath a moon hanging low.
The wind whispers through the pines, 
causing shivers down your spine.

The leaves have all but withered, 
the birds have all flown.
The snakes come a slither, 
the spider's web is all sown.

As the night grows eerily still, 
the only sound a raven's cry.
Suddenly a shadow shoots across the sky, 
followed by a frightful shrill.

You want to turn away, 
but your curiosity knows no bounds.
However, the longer you delay, 
may find you underground.

As you near the creepiest of houses, 
you are filled with dread and doubt.
But on the door you rap, rap, rap, 
and Trick or Treat you scream and shout.

Happy Halloween


Details | Free verse | |

Halloween Folly

I’m a stodgy old lady with suddenly too much time on her hands.
I was always too work worn to make big Halloween plans...

But as I walked thru Walgreen’s to get my latest meds…
I came up the isle to the You Know- Hoo Hoo of a 2 story black cat, instead.
I ‘d have a silly grin on my face too, with a $49.95 sticker so delicately placed.
As I looked around his You Know Hoo- Hoo…
There was a fan in his foot, breathing life to every corner and nook.
With air going in… where was it going out?
I vote for a whistle in that You Know Hoo Hoo spot.
But fun aside… I decided I could have fun too. So I bought the dang thing.
Finally I got him in place after working my support hose as far as they would go.
Lord have mercy on me… maybe I shouldn’t have took that last med, you see…
For I began to suddenly see possibilities…
I securely anchored his back feet to the ground. 
Then got a small fan to blow on his belly, so he’d rear up on command when the Kids came around. 
I put a bell on its neck to draw their attention right there.
Then I went back and bought 2 white ghosts with pennies to spare.
I set up one to ride on his great big black back.
The other I put in his mouth and ran a string to a post for another effect.
When the kids scream, as surely they will… a ghost will climb out of his mouth
To the post residing there. I could see it flying so bravely and true.
This was amazing I said, as I had a laugh or two.
But that wasn’t enough… It seems I’d had another two med’s.
So I bought a crystal skull with a candle to glow in my lamp on top of the poll.
And got a witchy costume where I’d let my white hair flow.

Then with another med I found a cauldron with dry ice so perfectly placed.
I dreamed up some glowing mushrooms for a ring in my yard to draw the kids in.
Inside the ring was a pumpkin that was cut par excellence. 
A neighbor had made it for me with a fairy on top.
Now instead of a stodgy old bat, they brought their chairs about.
Every night after dinner they came to see what silliness next I would place.
They see me as someone with too much time on her hands, in fact.
I do have a great story and a poem to write this night.
My meds may be dwindling, but it was a hoot and I practiced a rusty old laugh.
And two more neighboring witches came over to help keep the kids in check.
Then two teenage ghouls came by with guitars and a musical score.
Next year beware, I’ll be back at it again, in fact, I’ll do more.
Contest: Holliday Hearth: CSEastman


Details | Narrative | |

Cirque de Halloween

"In this town, everyone's waiting for the next sunrise."

Gather round children of every age, wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come with me and you will see.
Let us set the stage, for this is Halloween.

Whispers hum in the wind. (I am the clown with the tear-away face)
HALLOWEEN! HALLOWEEN! the crowd chants.
Master scares and creeps.

This, our circus on Halloween.
Don't be late now, for after the show, everyone's waiting for the next sunrise.
This is Halloween.

"Life's no fun without a good scare" we sing.
 "I am the wind blowing through your hair; I am the hoo? when you call "who's 
there?!"

I am the one hiding under the bed, teeth grown sharp and eyes gone red." my friend 
sings as the rest of the group sings the pumpkin song. 

"La, la, la la la, la. Life's no fun without a good scare! La, la, la la la, la. THIS IS 
HALLOWEEN! THIS IS HALLOWEEN! HALLOWEEN HALLOWEEN.

As the song ends, it is replaced by the eerie tinkling of a music box; slow and scary.

But, hey. That's what we're here for; the scares.


Details | Acrostic | |

Halloween Night

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


Details | Rhyme | |

I Remember Halloween

I remember Halloween how spooky it was at night,
looking up at the full moon with it's eerie light.
We would run from house to house collecting candy and having fun,
watching for the ghost and goblins that this night would surely come.
Now I wait for the children to knock it's less and less each year,
now my biggest fear is that Halloween will disappear!

JSergi


Details | Tanka | |

The Little Vampires

The little vampires Are dressed in their very best Drinking red grape juice Acting like it was some blood The little rambunctious ones They toss it away Acting like the blood escaped No matter the mess You must understand their view The fun Halloween brings them Excitement with glee Their hearts beat with candy corn They think the world’s great Full of the evil monsters All crawling within their lives So let the vampires Play like they do love to play With their red grape juice And the mess it sure creates For they’ll always remember… The fun you let them have tonight!
Russell Sivey


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Halloween Witch

Halloween is finally here,
she has had to wait a whole year.

She brushes the dust from her broom
and flies out the window into the gloom.

Looking for belladonna that is blue,
for making up her witches brew.

So, if you see her fly overhead,
you had better hurry and jump into bed.

She is looking for little boys and girls too,
going to stick them in her yummy beef stew.


Details | Light Poetry | |

On Halloween Night: The Mail Must Get Thru

First day on the job, to deliver the mail,I got the nightshift. Ah! Come on! 
I drew the job, to drive to the next town, thru The Haunted Forest Prime!
You know the one, yep, The One, used in the famous ‘Wizard of Oz’!
It's Haunted, You Know! As they reminded me so, for the hundredth time!

But Don’t Be Afraid! They said, the truck carries a reliable computer guide.
Those always work, one did smirk. Plus, the truck’s full of ghost fighting gear.
They said Never Fear! Their thoughts would be near! As they’d stay in touch!
They loaded the truck with Holy Water, Not forgetting a ‘blessed silver cross’!

Then came Rabbits foots, silver bullets, and all. Yea! You know, What I mean!
They’d put aboard, all sorts of things considered really good luck, it seems.
Then they piled all the mail into a pouch, Plus more charms, and magic aplenty. 
Yea Right! I said, as the sun went down, and the mist rolled out, of the forest!

Oh! Did I state that it’s All Hollow’s Eve, and the veil is thin between worlds!
The prediction is, the Undead from Potters Hill, will be extra bad, they fear!
A new Sorcerer’s in town, and he’s been fooling around, here and everywhere!
Dracula’s here, he’s searching near, he wants Van Helsing’s famous daughter!

But, Rabbit feet don’t save Rabbits, and Wicked Witch’s control lesser magic. 
So They said speed is the key. Don’t worry! The little truck reaches twenty-three!
Down hill is best, moving roots can trap and flying monkeys are mean, aplenty.
Plus they put weights on the wheels so I won’t get carried away, near so easily!

But keep foremost, in mind, the credo, you know, ‘The Mail Must Get Thru!’
Be strong in thought and spirit, they sang as they ran to the buildings’ safety as…
Eyes peared out of the forest! What? You thought me, dumb as a box of rocks? 
Never fear, My Dear! I took the freeway around it! Oh! And I have a surprise!

Yep! I’m Van Helsing’s Famous Daughter, who’s embarked on this ride!
The trip back will be mine to command! Just think what you’d miss…
If I hadn’t said this… And they’ll be expecting me to come from this side!
So bow your heads, and say a prayer, for my Tri-um-phant trip, My Dears!

And as they say ‘The Mail Must Get Thru!... Well, it will, at least this year! 


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Halloween at Midnight

When ere the clock  strikes the midnight hour
on every Halloween
It’s best to be found behind locked doors
or prepare for what is seen
As this is the time ghosts walk about…
for most a frightening scene
If they catch you wandering the streets
they’re sure to make you scream

Witches make haste to form silhouettes
against the nights full moon
So please make sure your grandmother’s in
or else prepared for her swoon
Vampires are hiding in the alley ways
so be sure to stay away
One look into their piercing red eyes
you won’t want to run away

For now we’ll not speak of monsters
that lurk beneath the eaves
or of the ghouls and goblins haunting
in the shadows of trees
Speaking of the trees, let’s remember,
they too come alive this night
Be prepared for their limbs to grab you
and their roots to trip your flight 

When you hear the wind start howling
above the barren trees
and the clouds are dark before the moon
blocking what you see
Lock the doors and bar the windows
for werewolves have join the fray
It’s but one time of year you see
that they are free to play

To each and every one of you haunts
have a ghastly, ghostly night
For but an hour you’re allowed each year
to scare and cause such fright.
So, Happy Halloween to the living and dead,
and to each, I now bid good-night
I think I’ll  tuck myself into bed
and avoid all this harrowing plight 

 © Debra Squyres