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All Hallows' Eve
Among the graying clouds and autumn moon, Above treetops, shadows on the moonlit sky On broomsticks racing by, Black silhouettes of cackling witches sit. Lights out and heartbeats drop. Garlic hangs high over windowpanes. Outside, wind growls, magic and the supernatural thrives. Monster spiders trailing strands of silk. Black birds caw-caw, out stretching claws. Toad loads muddy pond a dragonfly it croaks for. Cat prowling hunt on wicked vampire bat. Werewolf howl resonates the night. Screeching owl watchful eye. Sound of mournful music all night in the forest. Pumpkins in candlelight, Crows peck away the scarecrow's hay, Ghost lickety-split, screaming fear. There is no escaping from the night. 10/24/2022

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Date: 10/27/2022 6:05:00 PM
Spooky ~ Happy Halloween indeed, Eve.
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Date: 10/27/2022 2:10:00 PM
Fantastic scare night imagery, Eve: You really conjured up the magic of Halloween, Hugs, SuZ
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Date: 10/25/2022 1:29:00 PM
Great imagery, Eve! In past Halloween season, when my kids were little, they walked into a department store with its haunting sounds and started singing, “Jesus Loves Me.” That was a beautiful moment. :) Blessings!
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Date: 10/25/2022 7:19:00 AM
Wow. this is a poem that inspires fear and reminds me of Macbeth. Finely done. Hugs.
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Eve Roper
Date: 10/25/2022 7:28:00 AM
Thank you, Victor. Many blessings my friend
Date: 10/25/2022 4:54:00 AM
Halloween is not celebrated in our culture. It is from books and poems that I have gathered more details about this. Also I had occasion to see this celebration when I visited my sister in US in October -November. Your poem revives all those memories ! Quite an interesting read dear Eve
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