In dark of night, a lonely pumpkin sits
where witches swoop
‘tween branches bare
and black cats prowl,
golden eyes agleam
‘Trick or treat’ echoes
through neighbourhoods
ghosts, goblins, pirates
glide and vanish
innocence changed
in mask and costume…..
gauzy clouds dim
stars and moon
misted rain drizzles on
darkened window panes
Hallowe’en floats
past another year.
“But I love Halloween, and I love that feeling: the cold air,
the spooky dangers lurking around the corner.”
~ Evan Peters
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