Oct Poems - Poems about Oct

Oct 31

Bell re-rung
lit bag of dung;
no treat, so
a smelly trick

stomping makes
a foot quite slick

serves him right
the cranky old prick --

Horrid Ghosts
shrieking goblins
bloody sacks
creepy maniacs

it's all sick fun
Halloween on a
bun~ icky worms
and spiders -- backyard
pool with a couple
gators -- replacing
guardian angels with
starkly arousing satyrs -- 

a night of celebration

hosted by

the monarch of 

Evil Contemplation -- 

Today’s My Birthday-Oct 7

What shall I tell you about…books piled high, watery eyes, a day burned up, my birthday coming up. Shall I tell you, I have one more year before I’m officially a senior citizen and how the gray and wrinkled look at me and laugh because I’m too young to be north of 60. My hair

4,237 Children of Gaza Oct 06-Nov 07, 2023

falls gloomy night skies meet the clueless ~ 
~ winters bright nights new stars greet tears

Driving In the Dark On My Birthday-Oct 7

Thirty minutes til pickup - leaving home before crack of dawn
A slew of police cars and orange cones blocking the exit
Reading mailboxes with old eyes - not owl eyes
My friend and I exchanging gift bags - her birthday was in August
Thirty more minutes North - I should have let her drive
A sharp curve - caught

21 Oct 2022 It Is

They saw each other,
For the first time.
She saw an angel,
For the first time.

Locked eyes and they smiled,
That few second of stare,
Was a life.

The day when she met him,
Was the day when she,
Went on heaven to swim.

His hands locked so well
In her hands,
As like he was the boy
Of her brand.

And her body fitted so well
In his

Chessboard : Oct 2021

If it were possible to love a thing, 
I would love you.

I would hear the click of your pieces moving 
The silence of felt.
Feel the hardness of marble, the soft warmth of wood,
Watch the changing endless patterns.
Smell the patient contentedness as your dance unfolds.

I know you read the minds of many who play with you,
Their

Oct-To-Baby

This is your month your time to shine
Takeoff with happiness and leave the hate behind 
Its fall but I hope you don't fall 
Live life make your own call 
Party all in all but don't forget to give god time

Monday Monokus - Oct 2020

These were my first five "Monday Monokus":

"Three Monokus walk into a bar"  posted 28 Sept 2020

don't challenge Death to a pillow fight         or you will face Reaper cushions

"Mr. Descartes, will you join us?"       "I think not", he said, and disappeared

the

A Memorial For Randy 1 Year Ago Oct 23rd

Randy I swear it just doesn't seem possible that 1 year ago today 
it was one of the most horrible days that had ever happened in our lives
it was the day you passed away and it was much too soon 
but to me it feels like it was just yesterday when our hearts forever broken

Oct 2, 2015

Surely, the demons I face
While my eyes are wired shut
Cannot grasp the taste
But can only smell the blood.

I know they’re laughing at me
Some are pulling me forward
Wanting me to come and see
What lies behind closed doors.

My hand pulsating profusely
I place down a sweaty palm
Jiggling the handle frantically
Locked, so terrified I call.

I know what’s behind remains

Time Is On the Other Side Poem Reworked 27 Oct 17

REWORKED     27 OCT 2017

I'm sorry  I'm reposting this, I had to rework it for better meaning continuity and flow of speech.


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Time pulls life by its hand 
and she's gliding along, 
to see, to sense to enjoy, 
proliferates with pride,
but..... it's waning too, 
breadth after breadth spent.

Doesn't know, time doesn't tell

Dragons For Contest, Written 18 Oct '15

Down they swooped, so keen,
In perfect vee formation
Bronzes, browns, a green
Two blues and, showing elation, 
Lastly, at midpoint, the great golden Queen
Beloved of our tiny nation,
Their plate sized eyes awhirr
As they sought new station.
The sulphur smell
Near knocked us out
Reminiscent of the hell
Of the recent rout.
They parted ranks to let her through
She landed, claws ascreech
Then the

An Oct 25th

Parades of parades-
Couples and trios
A Sun present,
Sand rises to a projected
   screen in reflected flash-
Smells mixed in sights.

To Hope Oct 1981 a Prose Ps

Far may seem the distance
From this coast to that
Yet in a thought there is no time.

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