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Halloween Poems

Halloween Poems

On one mystic magic night,
Jack O Lanterns glowing shiny,
children with the luggage of candy sweet,
roam door to door and avenue to the road,
all dressed up for trick or treat!

Wizards with wands, pirates with hooks,
monsters and clowns with spooky seem,

kings and queens with capes and crowns,
a princess in her royal robe,

witches with warts and fairies with wings
movies stars with sparkling jewelry,

vampires with fangs that bite,
the ghost that boo all dressed in white.

Imaginations took flight,
on that one mystic magic night.

Oh, the fun of Halloween,
be younger or antique or in between!

Halloween Poems

Halloween Poems

When days grow short and nights get cold
And autumn trees flip crimson and gold,
Move, we may, through sun soaking wet days
‘Midst leaves and berries and bales of hay.

In our hearts, we sense the lure
Toward darkness, shivers, and things no longer natural,
While ghostly shadows creep slowly by using,
Spying on witches and brooms that fly.

Icy arms that seize their prey
And do horrific things ’til night turns to day.
Heed this plea to live internal.
Find covers and blankets and sheets to cover.

Slowly this night will fade today
And fiends and monsters will move slowly away.
Once a year, in this dank night time,
We’ll shake and shiver ’til morning light.

Halloween Poems

Halloween Poems

Black Hood

You know you’ve visible it round earlier than
Tailing your car to the grocery save.
Just out of sight from wherein you stood
That fleeting and unforgettable black hood.

From the returned of the line in the coffee shop
To the streets, hidden in the back of a bus stop.
‘It’s following me,’ you make a decision for properly.
That evasive and eerie black hood.

Taunting you, retaining a bouquet of flora
A haunting feeling you recollect for hours
Frightening you extra than it has to,
That ominous and daunting black hood.

Jolting wide awake inside the midnight
It’s outdoor of your window; your worry ignites.
Losing greater sleep than you ever concept you could,
That sinister and possessive black hood.

Now you cannot even walk down the corridor
Without panicking; it’s anywhere…Yet nowhere at all
Your crutch is the wall and its robust wood
That terrifying and ubiquitous black hood.

It’s paralyzed you, with fear and uncertainty
Snatching your mind and seizing your readability
If you knew a way to stop this, you’ll
That uncontrollable and engrossing black hood.

Today is Halloween, the day of the useless.
Trudging domestic with ft heavier than lead,
You pay attention footsteps behind you, so you stop to your tracks.
You’re shaking with terror, that feeling is again.

Halloween Poems

Halloween Poems

But this time, it is distinctive; some thing’s incorrect.
Though your worry is the same, ever so robust,
Now it’s nearer, in the back of you, there’s a knife at your lower back!
The final issue you see earlier than the sector turns black…

An evil creature in the twilight looping,

Flapped blindly in his face.  Beating it off,

He screeched in terror, and strightway something clambered

Heavil from an oak, and dropped, bent double,

To shamble at him zigzag, squat and bestial.


Headlong he charges down the wood, and falls

With roaring brain–agonidy–the snap’t spark–

And blots of green and purple in his eyes.

Then the slow fingers groping on his neck,

And at his hear the strangling clasp of death.


He prayed his prayer and he swore his oath,

And he raised his hand to the sky;

But the beat of hoofs smote on his ear,

And the steady tread drew nigh.


Who is it rides by night, by night,

Over the moonlit road?

And what is the spur that keeps the pace,

What is the galling goad?

Have you ever heard the wind go “Yooooo”?
‘T is a pitiful sound to hear!
It seems to chill you through and through
With a strange and speechless fear.
‘T is the voice of the night that broods outside
When folk should be asleep,
And many and many ‘s the time I ‘ve cried
To the darkness brooding far and wide
Over the land and the deep:
“Whom do you want, O lonely night,
That you wail the long hours through?”
And the night would say in its ghostly way:

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