Halloween Blue Poems

The grey crows light cavern, wailing in web tavern
as lemurs juice pattern, sky from earth to Saturn....

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Blue haired witch with the rounded hat
You are not what we expected said the cat
The others in the coven wear points on their heads
In our...

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There once was a sad little Ghost, 
teased for his fright-less boo -- 
unable to scare anyone, in fact,
attracting many a bull 
(sounded like an...

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I'm okay, 
you're okay is a mask in the land of pretend.
Children say what they feel,
their honestly can bubble over.
Little ones have not learned words...

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“Chameleons”

Chameleons
many shades 
of blue 

pretty beautiful
things given time
change their colours

not so 
delphinium
belladonna blue

Blue sky 
hypnotises
blooms 

face to the sun 
smiling to
wave Apollo in 

subtle fragrance...

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Midnight Halloween bash
on the Blue Moon
All ghouls and goblins 
are in a wild mood.
With Skeleton dancing
and cool Witchy Woo
The lady has panache
rides her jet broom.

Anaura,...

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I see you there, a shadow in shadows.
A form of boney limbs and pale skin
your arms your ribs a cage of air.

Your eye sockets stare...

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Oh I sit on a mountain top waiting for news to fly down on my broomstick and scare you, this October 31st Halloween Blues is...

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I remember the day Frankenstein was made,                  ...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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(B)lue moon is coming Halloween
(L)ovely sight for us to see
(U)nder its shine, we will shine too
(E)merging in its path on through

(M)oonlit skies, spreading smiles
(O)ffering a...

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As a child we think of masks and Halloween,                ...

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Roses are red, violets are blue, did you know that Jesus loves you. 
Roses are red, violets are blue, on Halloween the ghost says boo.
Roses...

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If something rhymed with orange I think,
You know another silly poem I'd do
But alas should I waste the ink
Even though orange is my new blue.

Alas...

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Muddy Water's Gramma gave us licorice

I walked the old Kenwood neighborhood with my twin little brother and sister in tow,
'hold there hands and look both...

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