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Halloween at the Bates Hotel
The attendant in the Ghostface rig was kinda creepy,
When I came in to pay the gas I owed.
“Is there a motel nearby? I’m really sleepy.”
He pointed down a dark and dreary road.
No kids were Trick-or-Treating that Halloween night,
Nothing was open. I couldn’t buy nor sell.
I could barely see. There wasn’t a single light.
Then I saw the sign for the Bates Hotel
The clerk in drag, carrying a dripping blade,
Said they had a sudden opening;
But first he had to get the room remade.
“Why don’t you stroll outside, see what’s happening.”
Some spaced-out dwarves were shuffling ‘round the mortuary,
While a Tall Man looked down from up above.
Nearby a big dude in a goalie mask was swinging a machete,
Taunting a burned guy wearing a freaky glove.
Another dude was gardening, cutting something at night,
Sporting a leather mask and a gas chainsaw.
But a walking-talking Good Guy doll gave me the biggest fright--
He was probably the weirdest thing I saw.
I decided to head back; this town gave me the ‘willies’.
A big shape and a clown grabbed me outside the Bates Hotel!
“I’m Mike Myers, and my friend’s name’s Penny.
We’ve come to convey you back to Hell.”
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She quietly slipped into his room
There he lay very proud and arrogant
Who had held a gun to her child's head_ "boom",
He would say_Satan his assistant
He would tell her child that he would kill her
And he would kill her beloved family
She could not know that this would not occur
The child lived for eighteen years anxiously
How can one forgive heinous offense
Committed against a child that is loved
Only through God forgiveness for events
God forgave without Him she would be unloved
She asked him if he needed anything
Promised to visit while inside screaming
Finis'
Our ex-son-in-law is in a nursing home now in the last stages of Huntington's Disease
We think that he was abusive because of the illness but don't know for sure..
Our daughter divorced him and remarried to a man who is treating her good...
Like her name, so slender and lovely;
And I recall she smiled so prettily.
She was my aunt; born with a disease;
But took life like the summer breeze.
My best friend was her son, Jose,
Until suddenly he passed away.
I was seven; he was two;
And sunny days were all we knew.
The essence of youth was our Lillie of the valley;
A sturdier more delicate bloom never you see!
She only reached age of tender thirty four,
But her liveliness has become folklore!
In a far off playground, she taught me to swing;
And taught me to dance as an easterling;
And took me trick or treating for the first time,
When I was an illiterate mime.
She was laughter and much fun;
Nothing can outshine a rising sun;
Though never physically hardy,
She was the life in every party!
Because our world's too crowded, we fear strangers,
treating foreigners with disdain and contempt.
Yet, xenophobia is fraught with dangers;
laws can help, but the entitled feel exempt.
"Go back to where you came from;" such racial slurs
taunts many minority entrepreneurs.
How easily we tend to forget our roots
and what being a true Christian constitutes.
(Rispetto)
04/28/2023
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Rispetto
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God, the children are dressed as wizards and their parents as witches,
A spirit of lighthearted harmony marks our steps as we walk,
And sinister ghouls and goblins are the subject of jovial talk,
And that is a beauty that I wouldn’t trade,
My daughter trick or treating with the other kids her age,
But God you and I know what day this really is,
It is the eve of all saints day or All Hallows Eve,
The night before we celebrate the saints that have gone before,
The night before we celebrate the joy that’s in store,
When we are reunited with loved ones in the great mystery,
And we feel the comfort of being known and knowing as we see,
The saints of old from ages past embrace us with a kiss,
And we repast, in everlast of things from life we’ll never miss,
Today is the Eve of All Saints Day when we celebrate in awe,
Elijah and Elisha, Yogananda, and the Apostle Paul,
And so dear Lord I pray this prayer on this ever so sacred eve,
For the many suffering souls around me who are craving a reprieve,
A reprieve from misery relentless on this All Hallows Eve,
God so many people around me are hurting and wish for death,
And their lives are so miserable they can scarcely tell,
That there is no such as eternal hell,
And most of these people to me at least do not deserve what they feel,
And people keep treating them so badly it is impossible for them to heal,
God bye and large these people owe no more debts than the rest of us,
But God I ask that you give them Jubilee tonight to restore their trust,
For God, they have been through so much,
Give them Jubilee so they can once again receive this life’s touch,
Give them Jubilee tonight so tomorrow they know they’re set free,
Give them Jubilee tonight so tomorrow they can embrace the great mystery,
That you always suffer with us, so we never suffer alone,
And suffering is never eternal but only lasts a season,
God give them Jubilee tonight so tomorrow they have a reason,
To embrace this life with fullness of hope and everlasting zeal,
Though many of them are closer to you than me, tonight I ask that you show them you’re real,
In a way that they will never forget the truth that you’ve shown me,
That you will redeem all creation over the course of eternity.
Halloween is a time to let the imagination run wild
Halloween is a holiday shrouded in darkness
linked to the supernatural and known for inspiring fear
Dress like your favorite fantasy creature
or tell ghost stories in a dark room
But Halloween is not just about
to dress up in costumes and ask for candy
A favorable time for predictions about marriage,
happiness, health and death
An evening of spiritualism, ghosts, vampires and goblins
From old time it was a holiday steeped in folklore and customs
Poisoned candies to vampires and goblins
Carving pumpkins to trick or treating at your door
Masks and costumes to scare away ghosts
or to be recognized by them
Happy Halloween and good luck
31.10.2014
A-L Andresen :)
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Walking across a footbridge, strewn with crimson leaves,
I watch as they twirl and pirouette in Autumn's chill wind
leading them in a rhythmic dance that it skillfully weaves
as they plummet, leaving branches naked and chagrinned.
There's a true spark of vigor in the breeze of Autumn's call.
One I am quite happy to answer in poetic verses composed
about a family trip to the pumpkin patch, amid hues of Fall
when Nature's boldest color palette is so vibrantly exposed.
It's time for gathering together, and offer words of thanks
for the bountiful food and the beauty of a harvest moon,
and children Trick-or-Treating; scary Halloween pranks.
There's a crispness in the air and firewood to be hewn.
I get so excited when my favorite season approaches
and foliage gloriously blazes in shades of rust and gold.
Too quickly the coldest season of the year encroaches.
I'm not enamored by Winter when shivering with cold.
From this bridge I watch geese flying to a warmer clime,
and water still trickles in the crystal clear stream below.
But before Winter takes command there's enough time
to enjoy these golden days of Fall, before the first snow.
August 23, 2020
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He came into her world unforeseen and uninvited
Adorned in Valyrian Steel amour, overexcited
Enticed her with promises of a neverending love
Made her turn her back on her gentle turtle dove
Heartbroken and rejected she allowed him in
Removed the smoke in her brown eyes like kin
He became her Khal, and her, his Khaleesi
Now they dance to the mighty drums of the Dothraki
She loves him with every artery and fiery passion
Like Lady Stark, she adores his honorable fashion
She caters to his every want and need with joy
Loves without bounds, inhibitions or being coy
Alas, he has taken too much ease, chill and pride
Forgetting to honor her, cherish her as she cried
Treating her as he would an errant gullible child
Regarding her heart with dampened love so mild
The smoke in her eyes makes it hard not to cry
She still loves him like no shilling can ever buy
Like Winter Fell, she prays winter never returns
Hopes his love once again unrelentingly burns
six ghoulish goblins glowing in the dark
one of them suggests a Halloween lark
painting crazy faces on jack-o-lanterns in the road.
a witch goes crazy; one turns into a loud toad.
another ghoulish goblin chases the witch away.
She has run out of spells and screams along the way.
black cat dances past them carrying a scalding pot.
wearing huge kitchen mitts, just like he ought.
five ghoulish goblins go out to trick or treat.
No one screams tonight as they go down the street.
On Halloween everyone looks spooky like a creep.
Tasty newfound candy lulls five ghoulish goblins to sleep.
The completion I sought evaded me,
even though I lived every dream heart sought,
so I turned to God that soul may be free,
living in the now, unshackled from thought.
Relinquishing each conditioned belief,
skin warmed by the sun, soul touched by the breeze,
befriending silence I obtained relief,
ambling then through life with nonchalant ease.
Radiating light and sharing heart’s love,
treating my sojourn on earth as a game,
breath by breath God’s grace poured in from above,
thus in timeless tine, we became the flame.
Heart quick to forgive, I learnt how to live ~
Reflecting God’s light, I’ve so much to give