Best Samhain Poems


Crying For Light, For All Hallows and Samhain

Be still, can you hear the drum, the drum
Hear it beat like a heart in the heavy night
Hold on to your soul, for the dead are come
To look to the living for light

Ashes and sulphur, blood on stone
Lavender, lilies, and roses blown

Out of the mist, they come, they come
Through the slip of a stitch in the hazy veil
With their feet all bare, and their faces pale
The dead come, crying for light 

Lavender, lilies, and roses blown
Ashes and sulphur, blood on stone

Out of the past they come, they come
From the shadowy halls of history
From the battlefield, and the hungry sea
The dead come, crying for light

Ashes and sulphur, blood on stone
Lavender, lilies, and roses blown

Out of the earth they come, they come
From the cold of the grave at midnight’s bell
From the harrowing heat of the fires of hell
The dead come, crying for light

Lavender, lilies, and roses blown
Ashes and sulphur, blood on stone

Out of the dark they come, they come
With their winding sheets and their cobweb hair
With their violent curses and innocent prayer
The dead come, crying for light

Ashes and sulphur, blood on stone
Lavender, lilies, and roses blown

Out of their minds they come, they come
Who are lost in the maze of space and time
Who are seeking the grace of a love sublime
The dead come, crying for light

Lavender, lilies, and roses blown
Ashes and sulphur, blood on stone

Be not a-feared when they come, they come
Be as still as you can, and touch them not
Show them the way to the light forgot
Love them, and let them be

Be gone

In to the light they go, they go
To the glow at the end of the tunnel’s gloom
To the source of the scent of the rose’s bloom
In to the light they go

© Gail Foster 30th October 2016

Premium Member Halloween Haikus

In the shifting air
the sweet scent of candy corn
candle wax burning

All doors are open
an ancient mystery lives
I bask in its glow
© Carol Mays  Create an image from this poem.

Samhain

Thinner the veil,
Older the year.
Between the worlds
Shadows appear,
 
Straddling the times.
We feel the past
Stamped on our brows.
Nothing will last.
 
Fields are now bare,
Soon comes the cold.
Kindle the flame
That we may hold
 
Space for a while,
Honor the dead,
Thank for the harvest,
Offer the bread.

October 30, 2016


Premium Member Samhain

The passing of the autumn equinox, and the end of October,
now signal everyone it is the first day in November.
The leaves of the forest are brown, red, and gold.
Trees foretell of the coming of winter’s cold.
A local coven gathers in the early morning moonlight.
They join hands and form a circle in the pre-dawn night.
These witches are here for a most festive reason.
It is the Sabbath of Samhain, the end of harvest season.

Among the witches is my red-haired beauty.
Through a flame’s soft amber light, I can barely see.
With her broom, chalice, book of shadows, and an athame,
she joins the others in calling the spirits by name.
People have the wrong idea.  She is not at all bad.
This redhead doll excites me when she is sky-clad.
Although there is an autumn chill in the morning air,
none of the witches feels it, or seems to care.

At the end of the esbat, with the coming of the dawn’s light,
I hope to be spending some time with this red-haired delight.
She fascinates me so much.  Everything seems right.
In the daylight or the darkness, she is a wonderful sight.

Premium Member The Festival of Samhain-All Saints Day- -

"Alas, ancient Celtic festival of Samhain; 
When people would light bonfires; 
And wear costumes to ward off ghosts,
Yon fearsome hosts;
Halloween oh! Hallowe'en,
Also known as All halloween, 
All Hallows' Eve, 
All Saints' Eve, 
Celebration observed in several countries 
On 31 October
The eve of the Western Christian feast,
Of All Hallows' Day 
Dates Thursday, October 31, of each month Trending
Significance First day of Allhallowtide seems to never ending
Observances Church services, prayer, fasting, and vigil
Observed by Western Christians and many non-Christians around the world
Origin Samhain
Dating back to European traditions, 
Halloween originated from the ancient Gaelic festival, 
a day to celebrate the end of the harvest season 
It’s  “summer's end”. Harvest holds celebrate the coming back of the dead?
 ... The word itself 
is a Scottish 
Term for All Hallows Eve - basically,
The evening before All Saints' Day.
Celebrated in America?
 According to tradition, the spirits of the dead 
Able to come back to life
 To harm people and crops in the physical world
America tell the real meaning to the children…"




BOO... 


10/30/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©

Premium Member Festival of Samhain

Soon be time for Halloween,
So wear your mask to make them scream.

Pumpkin pie and pumpkin juice,
Trick and treaters on the loose.

Carve your pumpkin big and bright,
To scare away the ghosts tonight.

Be prepared on all saints Eve,
Lock your doors before you leave.

If you scare the ghosts away,
You can celebrate samhain day.

But if you fail your task ahead,
Say your prayers before you go to bed.

26/9/2021


Forgotten Samhain

Let’s celebrate the thinnest of the veil!
Reunite with long lost family and friends
and take one last chance to make our amends,
on the night the worlds’ barrier is frail.

But when is this magic night to occur?
Some say it’s during Scorpio’s Full Moon
or the sun’s post allows us to commune. 
Others claim Halloween causes the blur.

If we could ask the first ones that observed,
they would surely tell us the correct night
to build the bond fires and keep them alight.
How do we ask when the veil is conserved?

Samhain

SAMHAIN – All Hallow’s Eve

(Anapestic tetrameter)


As the evening approaches and darkness surrounds,
When orb spiders are weaving to capture their prey,
then, all over the country, a madness abounds,
Where abnormal behavior is out on display.

On the streets of the suburb an army descends,
To amuse their weird bones for a moment of thrill,
With some tricking and treating their friendship extends,
While their costumes portray an unpleasant death chill.

Though the meaning of this day, is lost on these mobs,
An old Gaelic event brings an end to the crop,
Or beginning of winter with sniffles and sobs,
and the feast of All Saints, ill-designed from the top*.

Yet the death that they honor was with them from birth,
Unaware of its presence while living on earth.

3rd place trophy winner

10.21.2022

* Pope Gregory 3rd changed the feast day to 1st November which now incorporates some of the traditions of Samhain.

{---Samhain---}

The chantings....
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Within the fog shrouded moments
Of tomorrows unknown day
You wait for something
Something strange....
To mute your path
With these ghostlike things
While as you walk
Along their daunting dreams
Of twisting smiles
And ludicrous scenes....
Caricatures faces
That they always seem
Calling unto your spirit
Enticingly....
As they try to draw you in
Into the corners
Of their darkened sin!
Worn upon the vestige
Of these hearts
That can no longer hide
Ghouls and goblins
Of another, kind....
Wrapped in this flesh
And pretty, unto the eyes
Their quest is your soul
Hidden, within the carnage
Of their forlorn disguise....
These barers, of the false chalices
Poisoned wine!
Sentinels of the sepulchres
That long for your life....
Howling at the moon
Amid the midnight moors
Transylvanias castles
Awakened, from their lores
These Jekylls and these Hydes
From the shadows, born....
The jackals of the harvest
.............Of.............
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   {---Samhain---}

The Festival of Samhain

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Standing upon centre's stage as the crowd became frenzied amid anticipation 

Wild in abandonment as their naked bodies began to dance within the aisles 

Shouting in revelry this festivity celebrating the end of summers, dawning

Day of the dead with travelers from as far away as Sodom and Gomorrah 

Chanting in tranceful unison while I then lifted this dagger, to place it upon my throat 

Peering into the skies as the blackened clouds began to burst a crescendo afore 

These orgies crying their delight as I then slashed the veil of my wrist 

Virgins in wishful wanton bareness kneeling at my feet, their crimson nails 

Digging deeply into my turning flesh as the blood poured upon their thirsting lips 

While storm clad winds began to howl and banshee's gathered upon the ridge 

Their piercing eyes penetrating the night as they looked upon in deja vu desires

Demons, rising from the depths of the molten earth to mingle with the pendular crowd 

As the moon began to bleed and the stars to erupt; cries of ecstasy 

Virgins bathing in this blood and smearing it upon one anothers burning breast 

While Lucifer stood smiling in ovation with his queens draped at his side 

Loyal unto their king these children of wayful and I in this spellbound cast

Their sacrifice; on this the day of rejoicings darkened hour in crimsons calling

Dreams amid, the night of the livings dead.... 

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Premium Member Samhain Ambiance

Shy copper lashes,
trees mask for the thinning veil;
Samhain ambiance.

Paean To Autumn

Draw back the curtains at your wake
To welcome in October
And heartily libation take
Lest the old crows find you sober

Invite your fond familiars in
Each cat and rat and magpie
Ignite your jack-o’-lantern grin
And kiss the moon at midnight

Fling far and wide your festive gold
Let no leaf go unvarnished
Stoke hearth and heart against the cold
Lest silver linings tarnish.

Premium Member Samhain Blessing

Flame throwing flower held by a scream,
Maniacal laughter, dark fantasy;
Blood on the face of a clown
fresh smile an imprint of a frown;
Nothing is at all what it seems; 
Trick me, treat me
by all means, creep me;
Blessed Be, Blessed Samhain.

All Hallows Eve

Let the monsters out
on this sacred evening
Let us make love
to our Demons
at the midnight bliss

This is our time
This is our circle
May the Witches be blessed
May the word be
clear and known
Rise, my sisters!

It's all hallows EVE!

Premium Member Scarecrow Samhain Blessing

Left then right into a corn maze 
as the Sun flickers on October;
Laughter transforms to screaming 
as we spot a scarecrow, 
a pipe smoking but it’s not lit;
‘Trick me, treat me.’ he says 
‘By all means creep me.
Welcome, this field is not as it seems.
Flashlights on or the spirits will see.
Blessed Be, Blessed Samhain’.

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