Best Imaginationhalloween Poems


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Happy Halloween from the creator of sin
Please open your mind and let me come in
I have to say that I can stay for a short while
I can teach you to hate : your heart to be vile
I’ll show you atrocities you’ve never seen
Enhancing your mind and soul : be unclean
Just hold my hand; the burning eternal flame
On this hollowed eve ; costumes spread my fame
On this hollowed eve, your children speak MY name

Reformed Witch

Full moon listed, one Halloween night
A witch flared radioactive flight
Across the bow, around,
With such a swooshing sound,
Only a few saw this awesome sight.

She was adorned in black lacquered dress.
Her flight was erratic, under duress.
Plunging fast to the ground,
A whirlwind dive, no sound,
Upon impact, there was such a mess.

From the rubble there raised, a new form.
However, looked not much of the norm,
She stood, trying to sum.
Then spoke, watch out for rum.
Moreover, she needs to reform.

Old Edgar a Poe My Kin

Since I'm kin to Edgar Allen Poe
I like for Halloween to cause much woe.
     Out in the streets they're dressed up.
     And with all their crimes they corrupt.
The more the merrier, I say let them go!

I swing my pendulum everyday.
Those who are wise better get out of my way.
     Consider the dead
     Even some in their bed.
Needs to get out on this day and play!

In the graveyard the zombies are restless.
In the cave tops the bats wings getting stressless.
     They're ready to play
     On this Halloween day.
When they finish tonight they'll be guestless!!!!!


Angelic Halloween

Halloween was coming and the angels thought they'd have some fun,
    Since they sometimes thought of dressing up before the Holy One.

    They all got together and decided to do just that,
    Dress up in devilish costumes...Surprise the Lord like some earthly college frat.

    Each one was to make his costume from the ethereal
    A very inexpensive and unusual type of material.

    Then, when the Lord was looking down at earth
    Don the costumes for some Heavenly mirth.
    
    It'll be a costume party for us here in our Heavenly abode
    Different from always wearing these white sophisticated robes.

    We'll have a good laugh and God will understand
    We're just having a laugh here in His Heavenly plan.
    
    The moment came, all the costumes had been made
    And when the Lord looked up, Heaven was a different shade.

    "Something is amiss, here." , He said in the shades of that red hue
     Perhaps I'll  bring Satan here, to find out if this is something new.

     It would be difficult to invite that guest into heaven you see
     As he had been banished for all the eons of centuries.

     But nothing is impossible for the Lord for He can do any feat
     And just when he was to summon Satan, the Angels all shouted

      "Trick or Treat"!

Halloween In Heaven

in heaven they fought
a halloween party sought….
down to earth they got

A Bewitching Tale

Another one for Halloween :P


I'm passing by the old, scary house
That the eighty year old woman
Resides in with her black cat
Some thought she was a witch
When she would cast spells
With her black cat
Beside her
All the
Time.

One night, she came knocking on my door
Carrying bright red, tasty apples
She offered me one to eat
When I ate one, I died
The apples were full
Of blue poison;
She's a witch
After
All.



Dawn D. Kilby 
Copyright ©2008  Dawn D. Kilby
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Your Tricks Are Their Treats.

Halloween is coming; there’ll be candy in the rooms
And the witches ride reconnaissance; up there on those brooms.
   Underneath the overpass; the trolls plan out attacks;
   It’s like fishing in a barrel; when the munchkins run in packs.
The ghouls are in the graveyard; trying to raise the dead;
They really haven’t had no luck; except the man who has no head.

There’s the Munsters having dinner; with the Adams family;
 Laughing about Halloween; and the fun there’s going to be. 
   Boris, he’s out there walking; doing the midnight stroll
   And Vincent’s at the horror house; someone’s mind he’ll blow,
Everything looks scary; like there’s no place left to hide
And there’s a nasty rancid order; like someone might have died 
 
There’s a body on the corner; oozing out its life;
And Mack is in the alleyway; trying to clean his knife.
  The wolf is in a motel room; laying next to Red;
  With his fingers wrapped around her hair; pulling on her head.
The ambulance took grandma; she had a heart attack;
The strangler came and left his card; and told her he’d be back.

The self proclaimed professor; didn’t notice by the log;
Those dwellers of the eatery; that cooked him like a hog.
  So much for acting smarter; when all that's left is bones;
  They ate him right there on the spot; some they ate at home.
Boy is Halloween a mother; with its candy and its tricks;
Be careful sister brothers; that’s how the bad guys get their licks.

Halloween Again

Woken in the dead 
Of Night, Given
Myself such a fright
Screams aloud in my head
I can’t seem to go
Back to bed,
Knowing the creatures
Behind my walls
Waiting watching for
Me to doze off
Creepy crawlers all about
Just thinking of them
Makes me SHOUT!
This only happens once
A year and it always
Fill me with such fear
Its HALLOWEEN once again
As the all these monsters 
Become real again.

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