My black cat
Blessed with night's camouflage
A midnight prowler
On Allhallows Eve
Cold beauty
Statuesque
Silky movements
Ghoulish approach
Flash of stealth
As alley mice scatter
Battle zone of calisthenics
Fur flecked mayhem
Under a Halloween moon, cloud blurred, quietly grinning
Rodent, lifeless
At my doorstep (like Fed Ex)
"Mission accomplished"
ghostly meows
to summon my appearance
(interrupting my lurch to TV horror
brain freeze fuzzy)
Silent treat - a witching night token
Shovel the corpse to garden peace
A small underworld
plot of bones for mice gone missing
spirits unraveling
under a moon over stuffed with corpses
My black cat
Street savvy
In a Halloween hunt
always lethal
her rag-tag, midnight prowl
in bits and bites
of gore
Composed: October 22, 2020
(Revised April 12, 2021)
Pudgy Pumpkins glow round and orange bright
On Allhallows Eve star filled moonlit night
Bold Black Cats yowl with a canorous chorus
While children's joy explodes wide eyed before us
November 9, 2019
Picture #1
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It's Allhallows Eve; and my alter ego makes me insane,
Tonight; the Devil incites me to kill once again.
Lurking in shadows, cloaked in darkness i reign,
In unlit back alleys, bleak foreboding terrain.,
Enraptured as death lingers on, in physical pain,
Wild frenzied struggles, and stifled screams are in vain.
As my razor sharp knife quickly severs, each carotid vein,
Spraying fresh blood feeds my lust, it's the mark of Cain.
Without absolution, the Devil's slave i remain,
While the Grim Reaper tempts souls, of innocents slain.
10/ 15/ 2017.
silhouette visage
scare awake the silent dead
on Allhallows eve
weird sounds penetrate
wildly woods so dark and deep
making one cower
a cold eerie chill
overtakes a breathless evening
waking dead spirits
fears manifest great
sullenness apprehensions
scaring one to death
little children lurk
the streets full of kindly houses
with fun faces that awe
Copyright © 2010 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Heaven’s landscape emerges
radiating the evening firmament;
splashing a colorful face.
A twilight atmosphere lingers
a fresh lull to the season.
Crisp fragrances enhanced
with dew;
cleanse arid land awaiting
a chilling dusk.
Hilltops lavished with evergreen
and spattered with oak;
adhere to October’s painted
leaves…
as autumn births.
Pumpkin orange with crimson
red lie lifeless on earth floor;
mounding in heaps of hue
in an elaborate display.
Lanterns with little feet
travel through somber stillness;
hoping for a treat of sweets.
Allhallows Eve embraces
October’s painted leaves…
with applause.
Hiding goblins, witches, and
headless horsemen in its wake.
Copyright © 2007 By Caryl S. Muzzey
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