Best Holidayhalloween Poems
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Happy Halloween everyone!
For trick or treating Stella the strumpet
Got dressed up as a butterscotch crumpet
Caught his eye – Jabba the Hutt
He had hunger pangs in his gut
No more strumpet; Hutt plays "Taps" on trumpet
*For John Freeman's Halloween Limericks Contest. ©
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There once was a bad ghoulish goblin.
Thump, thump on a crutch he was hobblin’.
It was Halloween night.
He dared to give a fright.
But he fell to the ground; he was wobblin’.
© November 4, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
I'm short and most costumes don't fit
Halloween found me in a snit
But I have my answer now
I just comb my long hair down
Add glasses and I'm Cousin It
Written for the Halloween Costume contest
There once was a Halloween party
All of the costumes there were naughty
I tried to be cute
Wearing my birthday suit
And won the prize for costume most gaudy
unseen in forests
creepy crawly things slither. . .
inhabiting night
miles from the black woods
bolder creatures (upright) flit. . .
whooping in the streets
woods seem eerier
towns' garish beasts seem wilder. . .
and strangeness prevails
For Linda Marie's Halloween Haiku Contest
It's always a chore to make...and still,
when Halloween comes, I find the will.
I don't rent or buy costumes you see,
but dress myself up like I want to be.
I don't trick or treat as I am too old,
yet, I do it for the kids coming to my door so bold.
Once I stuffed an old shirt and jeans
With rags and paper and other things.
Then I pinned it to the clothing I wore,
Four arms, four legs...who could want more?
One year I wrapped myself in aluminum foil,
Just to see if some of those kids I could roil.
I wasn't exactly the Tin Man of Oz's fame,
But the neighborhood all thought me quite insane.
Having pinned stuffed animals to my shirt one time
The "stuffed shirt" routine was more than a crime.
I have been hunchbacked and straight laced just for the kids,
Some come to my door, just to see what I did.
Last year I took a soft ball and pinned it atop my shoulder,
No, it wasn't there to look like a boulder.
I put a facemask and hat on it you see,
Two heads were better than one, when the kids looked at me.
I've gone to a party wearing shorts 'neath my overcoat,
But being such a flimsy "Flasher", I could not emote.
So, I took the strobe from my camera and held it inside,
Then, when I opened my coat...FLASH...got everyone wide eyed.
I don't do parties for Halloween any more,
Too much work, passing out candy at the door.
But, I still dress up for the kids to know,
That you don't have to buy a costume when imagination will do.
I will wear some wierd outfit that I have tried to do well,
Then yank open the door screaming..."Who's ringing that bell"?
It is often fun to see the reactions my costumes bring each year,
They generally don't know what awaits them here.
It's only once a year that I go on this binge,
The littlest ones never cease to cringe.
Some will run to their parents standing in the drive,
Wondering if such a creature could be alive.
But they eventually come back to reap their treats.
In spite of my bombastic costumal feats.
So, if you come to my door just beware,
More than a crazy poet, you might find here.
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i could have been a pie
but you turned me into a face
with jagged teeth and evil eyes
that makes /\ the /\ children cry
they scream /\ as they run by
afraid they might look in my eyes
and see the devil there and die
but I'm just /\/\/\/\ a pumpkin
in a Halloween disguise
Written October 1, 2009
Ghost and Goblins,
Witches in tow.
Who is the scariest,
I really don't know.
As the moon rises,
There are many surprises.
At my front door,
Hands out asking for more.
Just peek in,
And reach in.
It's Halloween fare,
Take more if you dare.
Witches on broomsticks,
Jack-O-Lanterns with eyes lit,
Vampires and werewolves
Scary skeletons,
Devils, demons, Grim Reapers,
Mummies and zombies,
Erie ghosts and ghouls,
Terrifying everyone…
On Halloween night!
Scary faces peer
Down the eerie pumpkin paths
Doorbells ring from fright
All the boys and ghouls
Spooky creatures of the night
Undead creep around
Keep those goblins safe
As they fill those bags with treats
Welcome Halloween!
* for Linda-Marie-Sweetheart of p.s. halloween haiku contest
There once was a vampire called Vincent
Finding true love was his main intent
As he skulked through the night
Causing women a fright
Biting necks was how he chose to vent
One night Vincent met up with a lady
You might say her job was rather shady
Soon she said what the heck
And she offered her neck
Then he gave her a thrill hot as Hades!
She fell in love as he sucked her blood
Vincent too as he felt his heart thud
Now he was quite love-struck
Could not believe his luck
She made him feel like some vampire stud!
*for Halloween Limerick contest
sponsored by John Freeman
Witches so surreal
Silhouettes upon the moon
Flying on broomsticks
Jack-o-lanterns : smile
Through the flames of Hell, inside
Feigning , frightful sighs
Spooky ghost run by
On moonless Halloween nights
I, cower in Fear
Inspired by the POETESS EXTRAORDINAIRE :
The SWEETHEART of POETRY SOUP ( and me )
Mrs. Linda-Marie's Contest " ***Halloween Haiku*** "
Dedicated To my Haiku Sensei " Raul Moreno "
There was a young fellow from Deets
Who went out for Halloween treats.
He knocked on a door,
Ghoul covered in gore
Quite frightened him out of his sheets.
He dropped all his treats on the street.
The chasing ghoul then stopped to eat.
"When all's said and done
This isn't much fun",
He said, as he hastened his feet.
Be careful on this Halloween.
Beware creatures you've never seen.
Like the lad from Deets
Who was scared from sheets
By ghoul who was rabid and mean.
Four way tie for 2nd.
Witch flies
Dark skies
For Donna Golden's Halloween footle challenge.