Things That Go Bump In the Night

In tempestuous black the creatures glow with eerie neon bright. They whisper through the murky depths and claim the frightful night. Zombies and the other undead gaze fiercely into the dark. With willful aim and shattering thoughts they leave their evil mark. Then mistress hags upon their brooms go floating tree to tree. Perhaps they'll cackle up a spell to cast on you and me. Ghouls of every wicked kind come hither to commune. Fiery devils and pallid ghosts go dancing on the moon. So lock your doors and windows too; keep silent in the gloaming. This is the time when goblins play and wicked things go roaming. written October 14th for contest "Everything Halloween"