Best Trick Or Treat Poems
October, when the leaves intensify -
colored explosions: orange, yellow, red,
breezes to temper summer's heat draw nigh.
There's one last month of days with lightened sky
before our Daylight Saving goes to bed;
October, when the leaves intensify.
A campsite will my kinfolk occupy,
by hot bonfire we'll sing and break the bread,
breezes to temper summer's heat draw nigh.
So many sports events to satisfy
this fan: World Series appetites are fed,
October, when the leaves intensify.
The crisp night air, hot chocolate, pumpkin pie,
warm sweaters, gloves, and scarves become widespread,
Breezes to temper summer's heat draw nigh.
Sweet treats for trick-or-treaters who stop by,
the pirates, princesses, and walking dead.
October, when the leaves intensify;
Breezes to temper summer's heat draw nigh.
Written 12 July 2020
He cursed himself for accepting the dare. He never believed in ghosts or haunted houses. He thought it was an easy way to make a few bucks if he spent a night in a haunted house.
Now he found himself in the most deserted house of the small town, reputed to be haunted. He had lain on his camp bed and hoped sleep would come soon. Certainly, he did not relish the pitch darkness of the house or outside it.
Without any rational explanation he found himself hovering between nowhere and the balcony. He saw all the houses of the town light up in a flash of multiple lightning. It seemed to him as if the whole town trembled as an earthquake rippled below the ground. The balcony seemed to disintegrate, and he found himself falling, falling, and falling right down into an abyss.
He wanted to cry in alarm. Sweat oozed out from all over his body. He woke up on the camp bed. He tried to get up but found himself paralyzed. The darkness engulfed him like a bed cover. Suddenly he thought he saw a flash outside the bedroom in the corridor. Lightning? He had no way of knowing.
Finally, he found he could move his hand and grasp the bottle of rye. The liquid seared his throat. It was not easy to drink as he laid flat on his back. The heat was now intense, and he sweated profusely. He tried in vain to pull up the bed sheet to try and wipe his face. The only thing that moved was his heart that was pumping away like mad. Relax. No ghosts about. It was only in the mind. Tomorrow he would gain those extra bucks.
It was then that he felt something moving over his body. In the pitch darkness he could not see what this could be. Suddenly a pair of malevolent eyes glared at him out of nowhere, seemingly without a face. Then he heard the growl. He wanted to scream but could not. Sweat poured down his face and his heart pumped away like a rocket propelled to hell.
His friends found him next day, cold dead, a small cat sitting on his chest.
( TRICK OR TREAT )
Toddlers walking the streets at night,
Running from house to house.
Images of candy fill their heads,
Costumes of all kinds abound.
Knocking on strangers doors.
On their faces are smiles galore,
Ready for the next house.
Time consuming ritual,
Right down to the last minute.
Emptying out the jars of goodies,
Always to say thank you sir or ma`am.
Treasures await them when they get home.
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
Trick or Treat
Trick or Treat is oh so neat, as we go door to door,
We dont have a preference, we go to rich and poor.
We are given candy, bars ,chips ,and cans of pop to,
For no one wants to get tricked, it wont look good on you.
We pick a route that has many homes, as we start out for the night,
Our parents follow close behind, so we dont fuss and fight.
At the end of the line i am happy to say, i am full lets go home,
My feet were getting kind of sore, it seemed right to the bone.
When we finally reach our home, and open up the door,
There were still kids out there, just asking to get more.
For us we were happy, just to sit for a spell,
Try to put our feet up, but there goes the door bell.
So if your think about it, going out to trick or treat,
Stop and think for a while,about how it hurts your feet.
But ask any kid today, just what they would rather do?
Trick or Treating of course, because they give candy free to you .
There once was a Leo from St. Paul.
Who attended a masquerade ball.
My friend thought he would risk it
and came dressed as a biscuit.
An Aries Lab chomped him up in the hall!
Was unsuccessful attaching the Zodiac sign.
The sky is dark,
the moon and stars are out shedding
its soft glowing light to reflect on all that is in its way
The wind is slightly blowing making the light reflected
leafs on the trees dance in the moonlight
The sounds of the night creatures are like a concert
being played for all to hear
The goblins, ghost, witches, and warlocks or out prowling
keeping up with all the superheroes
Knocking on doors to scare who ever answers
with their bags full of candy yelling Trick or Treat
Children Story
I once had a ghost who came by
It didn't just stop to say "Hi!"
It said "Give me a treat"
From under it's sheet
But I wondered . . . was it a girl or a guy?
Happy Halloween everyone
??"Trick or Treat"??
Zombie pirates,
Ghoulish ghouls,
Slimy monsters,
Oozing drool.
Floating ghosts,
Warty witches,
Frankenstein,
Covered in stitches.
Bandaged mummies,
Dracula's bride,
Hairy werewolves,
Slicing your insides.
Possessed dolls,
Ugly scarecrows,
Thirsty vampires,
Slurping up blood flow.
Red devils,
Scary clowns,
Possessed princesses,
Terrorising the town.
The grim reaper,
Evil cats,
Scary Mary,
Oh I, Love all that.
Tonight's the night,
For "Trick or Treat",
Kids of all ages,
Eating too many sweets.
For Timothy Lee
Halloween, candy and trick-or-treat,
everyone is joyous, primed to sneak.
Kid’s chatter bubbles up to fill the streets.
They bounce buckets of goodies to eat.
For some these good times will last all week.
Desires to play, romp and pretend
are all things I pray my age never ends.
Halloween, Mother and newborn child,
everyone is joyous, primed to smile.
Infant grows up and fills his known world
with emotional zeal for this lucky girl.
So I double adore Halloween;
the day my love arrived on the scene
to become the man of my sweet dreams.
His birthday and Halloween combine
to grow adored memories love well shines.
Costumes, cake, presents and love most fine
make welcomed joys my gratitude rewinds.
The day may start cranky, needing coffee,
but soon affectionate smiles brim emotion.
I enjoy my indulgent, chocolate devotion
as joy befriends our two-fold celebration.
we did something not too hard
put a scarecrow in the yard
now when kids trick or treat
theyll likely skip our street
or try my wifes stewed swiss chard.
Spooks ring my doorbell
Scare me out of my britches
I bribe them with treats
Imps come by the gross
They get tons of bubble gum
I keep the Snickers
I'm threatened with tricks
My cat bares his fangs at them
He likes Snickers too
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Placed No. 7 in Linda Marie's "Halloween Haiku" Contest - September 2010
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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
Children are out for 'trick or treating'
Collect dollars for treats and eating
They would go to canteen
on the next of Halloween
Eating snacks they would be greeting
One step- two step- three step- four
as they came up to the door
Dressed in costumes tonight
trick and treating with delight
Ghosts and goblins line the street
knocking on doors with a beat
Candy apples or trick and treat
voices shout for the sweets
Smiles on each little face
as they run place to place
One step- two step- three step- four
as they go happily away from the door.