caldrons of black bats
temple bells seem peal death knells
pigeons fly away
25 June 2021
Poetic Halloween Scare
The bowls of damnation, when shall we poets meet again?
In delightful darkness, enchanted evil or pain
Of witches cackling, caldrons boiling and labyrinths
Enter with a scream the haunted hell inhabitants
With scurrying spiders, slithering snakes and shadows
The condemned corpses come out to play in their repose
Horrifying howling wolves, crows and jaded jackals
Lifeless souls unleashed from their timeless serpent shackles
Medieval knights, sorcerers and the guillotine
Demons in disguise undercover of Halloween
Warlocks warring, bitter battles bled within the night
Wording Wizards left in a state of feverous fright
Come morn we devour sweet words to feed our appetite.
13X13
13 lines...13 syllables per line
Happy Poe-tic Halloween...caw caw caw
Oct.20.2017
Halloween Scare
Sponsored by: Russell Sivey
Through motionless leaves an eerie wining
Ghosts and werewolves from graves arising
With growls and moans winged monsters riding
For night of vengeance bloody swords sharpening
Headless knights with fury and anger galloping
Witches near fires in caldrons blood are stirring
Sound of heavy steps and loud breathing nearing
Owls hoot midnight the bloody vengeance beginning
Goose bumps on skin and frightened hair standing
BOO! It’s Halloween! Treat or tricking.
First Place Winner: William Kakaula-Your Best Mono Rhyme Contest-8/20/21
Second Place: Alexis Y- BOO-2/5/18
I‘m a skinny hungry ghost fill my bag till it bursts
with your candies hard and soft jelly beans tootsie rolls
fill! Or I’ll sac you into my bag tie and sell you
to witches as a rag at the HAHA Trading Post
where the caldrons are steaming hearts in snake oil rats and frogs
rattling through the eerie night waiting for children blood
skeleton heads, empty eyes, bones and teeth, screeching sounds
witches dancing with vampires vomiting children blood
headless knights on horseback riding branding bloody swords
wood legged pirates from the sea: slimy hairs, warty skin
sounds of heavy footsteps coming, dinosaurs charging
winged monsters claws as spikes, hooting owls, crawling spiders
Thanks and BOO! Go inside, have a hollowed ghastly night.
Third Place: Russell Sivey- Halloween Scare-11/9/17
Brume of Fear
by Odin Roark
So many walk their walk
Amidst the fog of their making,
Seeing not their created mist
Is but the haze of fear
Clouding courage not yet realized.
To pause on one’s journey
Need not be obscured by guilt,
For who among us can effectively succeed,
Without taking an extra breath of awareness,
Discovery demanding what it does.
Yet, why this hesitance in mounting the Pegasus of confidence,
Allow built-up heat from hunger’s unsatiated longings
To carry aspirations above blurred vision,
Beyond evaporative caldrons of doubt,
Converting steaming potions made cowardice
Into weightless heights of fulfillment?
Some will say this desired euphoria
Is achieved but by a few,
Knowing so many of us
Might rise above the fog
Only to create a tempest.
Such is the furtive seduction
The brume of fear has perfected.
The pumpkins are scary
And so are the ghouls
The ghosts are all spooky
At everyone’s schools
The witches are flying
Enchanted on brooms
The skeletons crying
Fireworks and booms
The vampires biting
And looking for treats
Underneath all the lighting
All over the streets
Werewolves are running
And jumping around
Hunters are gunning
And chasing them down
The witches are brewing
And caldrons all hot
Just what are they stewing
In that big giant pot
Are they after my treats
Or after my tricks
Please not my sweets
Or my candy on sticks
Good night all you goblins
And even you ghosts
Look out for the omens
Or the demons who boast
They are rude, obnoxious and boastful.
They sneer and gossip at my back.
In their minds they tear at my flesh.
And beat me with clubs of hatred.
Crushing my bones and bludgeoning my wholeness
But this exists only within their anger.
Seething caldrons of misguided impulses.
Uncontrollable urges of blame and turmoil.
But their hearts are full of good and love.
And truly they are the children of a GOD above.
David Gary Pennington
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