Short Costumed Poems

Peaceful
Frosty mornings
Costumed children laughing 
Sculptured pumpkins, bonfires, harvest
Thankful...

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Costumed in colors
Autumn enters with gusto
Summer surrenders






Entered in "Summer is over" contest sponsored by SKAT...

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He dressed as a jack-o-lantern
costumed in uncommon pattern
	strode through the park
	though it was dark
and was mistaken for slattern...

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Strike the midnight bell,

or it would be hell

for the kings and the queens, 

for all the costumed angel.

And once we survive the spell,

I will be the one..... 

a poet with a tale to tell !


(06.01.2022)...

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H- Hairy witches ringing my bell
A- Apple cider for costumed kids
L-  Lanterns across the path
L-  Little gigglers having fun
O- Owl recording scares us all
W -Wicked masks, so frightening.
E - Evil ( in a fun way, is a theme)
E - Everyone out for plain fun
N-  Night of fun and lasting  memories



          10/11/2020
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Accepting my costumed friends dare, I cautiously pushed through the weeds to the unlit dilapidate porch.  Before I could knock, the door creaked open.

"Come     on in.

      We've              been wait-        ing for            

you."       Croaked the emaciated little girl with the basso profundo voice.

Something pushed me from behind ......

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Vampires in the movies
Seem to very neatly suck.
If blood is to be seen, it’s on
The necks of those they’ve struck.

Yet every costumed Dracula
Has “blood” dripped on his face,
A situation vampires would
Perceive as a disgrace.

Tonight, as the undead come out
To honor Halloween,
Observe their faces – not a one
Will be blood-free and clean!...

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An onyx layer of cosmos
lies behind the mist costumed trees....
the remains of night falling over the edge
at my back 
the first caress of day 
rubs my heels with prophesy.
So I come
from a chasm deep
within myself
spinning saffron ribbons
from my aching torso.
Echoing on the living Mountain 
returning
to me with 
secrets from Her crystal walls....

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Heart robbers
Chasing after fine brothers,

Prior to a valentine arrival,
This elfin figure had no rival.
Hobgoblins are hobnobbing again
Playing games for a heart to sprain
Plastic surgeons with harpoons and weapons
To bludgeon emotions for coupons, sine qua non.
But this gossamer heart’s gone to bed, futon anon! 

Heart robbers,
Costumed as fine brothers....

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I’m invisible to you.
I’m invisible to everyone
I’m here but I’m not
People see me but they don’t
They know me but they don’t
I am not what I seem but 
You nor anybody else knows that
I am invisible
What you see is not me
I am invisible
What you see is an imposter
Costumed up for your own importance
Who I am is invisible to everyone
But you don’t care
I am invisible...

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The evening of November first
Brought forth a gentle rain
For autumn sought to slake its thirst
While October had abstained

How fair to spare the children
That they might prowl the night
And their candy sacks be filled then
To their costumed hearts’ delight

Now November comes to claim
The scent of cold, wet stone
As the first of all fall rains
Seeps deep into this poem....

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Casting dubious shadows
Wistful and stirring
A full moon rising
Keeping its eye on
Giddy ghosts and goblins
And costumed little munchkins
Out loose trick or treating



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~BYGONE DAYS OF SUMMER~ 2020

AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on September 25, 2019 for contest HALLOWEEN MOON sponsored by CHANTELLE ANNE COOKE  -   RANKED 1ST...

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Look at that tail, she is a half-breed some said.
Her mother was a cat, but her father was dead.
I think he was a squirrel more than one did surmise.
Yes, he was. Some of us knew him, so it was no huge surprise.

This was a new orchard; the day was Halloween.
Costumed witches and goblins were easily seen.
Look at that tail! She is a half breed I heard.
Yes, she is, but why mention it? My word how absurd!...

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thousand butterflies 
flutter around freedom gained ...
tender soothing sun

fragrant breeze enters 
the weddings of lights and shades ...
uninvited guest?

buds smiling dancing
dream of their adolescence ...
aware of fading

dewdrops roll and fall
flower faces feel free for ...
buzzing honey bees

spring seems peeping through
windows of seasonal shifts ...
costumed to perform


11 February 2022...

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Halloween Is Upon Us

As the earth reaps the harvest
Of trees shedding their colors bold
Pumpkins wear smiles carved
And the air shares a bit of the cold

Adorned scarecrows gaily dressed
Displayed about the neighborhoods
Dangling ghosts and bats dance
As the wind blows through the woods

As the twilight hour approaches 
To trick or treat becomes the ruse
Bags in hand from door to door
Children dressed in costumed muse...

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Cynosure

Not so sure cynosure
surrounded by an
entourage of well paid
admirers.
Circus whore
performing tricks
for those who
worship costumed
beauty.
Underscored cynosure
frail ego’s faults
magnified
on stadium screens,
lip syncing a
voiceless lie.
Dinosaur cynosure
too soon afraid
of ageing
too late to savor
youth.


6/23/2016

submitted to – Cynosure – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Nayda Ivette Negron...

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He was defeated 
by Captain America's all-weather paint
as he was the 
furthest thing from a saint

His name was Solarr 
and he drew his power from the sun
He would blast beams of energy
like a full-powered gun

He's most likely now
in a lowly dimmed cell
where he can cause no more damage
in this place he now dwells

He thought he was invincible
in his yellow costumed suit
but now he's in a place
where no one gives a hoot!...

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Bear wanted to be a witch, but had to be satisfied
Dressed up like a skeleton, due to his enormous hide.
Batman with his black mask was immediately recognized.
Disappointed him too, as he jumped out, trying to surprise.

Ghostly stranger was no secret to the other trick-or-treaters.
His voice was unique; we called him McPeters Jeeters.
Was that his name? A costumed elf asked me.
I am not truthfully sure, I replied, with a spot of glee....

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Ghouls, ghosts and goblins
Wicked Wiccans wielding 
Spirits soaring sacredly 
Trick or treating?	

Pumpkin patches present
Barren by butcher’s beast
Costumed careless children
Foul frightening feast

Darkened distressed demons
Patiently persecuting prey
Evil engulfs the entities 
Devouring delicious day

Halloween howls heard
From foreign fetched fans
Yearning, yielding, yenning 
For a fearful frightening band

© Stacy Lynn Stiles...

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Seems like I'm falling 
in love 
     with Bat-Girl
   Don't ask me how this happened 
       Women in costumes 
appeal to me 
     Not long ago I hugged a woman 
in a cat costume
    Comic book dreams 
coming through once more 
  Green Lantern, Magneto and 
       the reat 
are competing with me 
for the love of 
  a costumed woman 
I think that "love steeers the star" 
  Fantasy women are sometimes 
easier to deal with than real ones...

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In the inmost part of my extrinsic insoluble mind 
There is a berth that you have to leaf thoroughly through to find
A vicinity that's scarred by years of heartless crime
Like a flask with echoes of sour screams, overflowing with cries
Keeps me roused at eventide with a toothless grin
Wondering if I'll be tolerable for once in my continuance and when
Day spring comes and then my dusty attic generates a spin
Arise and get costumed, as it starts all over again...

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Daphne Odora 

Dainty Daphne costumed in purest white
Through winter’s darkest days shares her blooms
Wears a satin gown to the ice moon’s delight
Small nosegay clusters share intoxicated perfume.

Daphne sings in winterfests of raucous snows
Evergreen, her smiles warm winterbound showers
January’s merry child surely knows
She lifts the heart through every frigid hour.

8-26-22
Contest: Eight Lines of Rhyme - Your Favorite Flower
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin...

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Mama always had them ready, 
			goody bags--one hundred twenty--
			covering our kitchen table.
			She'd make sure all kids got plenty.

			Up our gravel driveway, squealing
			costumed kids came in a flurry.
			"Trick or treat" earned them their candy.
			To the next house, off they'd hurry.

			As the night progressed, though wee ones
			ceased to come, Mom still gave candy.
			Tall, masked ghouls with manly voices
			asked, and Mom obliged them grandly....

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The morning sun glows

The morning sun glows,
a new day we’re finding
Still everyone knows,
October reminding

That autumn is here,
the temperature chilly
And let’s make it clear,
don’t think it is silly

When goblins galore
and witches, brooms handy
Come knock on your door,
requesting some candy

For later today,
as twilight we’re greeting
In costumed array
we’ll be trick or treating

Good morning Soupers
Happy Halloween...

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Beyond the meadow pumpkins lay
Amidst the birch and bales of hay
Basking in the moonlit glow
Crows perch high on scarecrow

Leaves pirouette in the dark
Bats fly low then embark
Thistle swagger in the breeze
Just below the apple trees

Rabbits flitter 'cross the field 
Stalks of corn embrace their yield
Looming shadows high they tower
Ever near the witchin' hour

House to house off they go
Candy baskets overflow
Costumed tots laugh with delight
On this hallow's eve night...

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