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Halloween

Poetry

Hallowe’en

I'm just and ordinary Pumpkin That people like to buy And then they peel and scrape me And put me in a pie But at this time of year it's different As biggest ones are saught I'm lying on the back of the stall Cos I shudder at the thought…
Dennis Shrubshall
3rd November 2015
Poetry

WITCHES, VAMPIRES AND LITTLE ELVES

How many witches, faces green Will we meet this Halloween? Or maybe vampires, faces white Knocking on your door tonight Then there's werewolves (facial hair) Moaning at the moon out there Monstrous trolls, with stinky breath Frightening all the kids to death E.T., aliens, rubber necks Climbing over peoples decks…
Don Holmes
24th October 2012
Poetry

The Party

The cemetery at Abney Park On Halloween, just after dark, Has witches gathering at its gates Who've come to play with all their mates, The spirits rising from the graves. On this night nobody behaves And anybody passing by Who's gifted with the Evil Eye Will see all the frivolity…
Andrew Diamond
5th October 2012
Poetry

Halloween, Halloween

Halloween, Halloween You can paint your faces green Make your neighbours start to scream At Halloween, your Halloween Halloween, Halloween Things are not just what they seem Ghoulish, ghostly night time scene At Halloween, your Halloween Halloween, Halloween Parents won’t know where you’ve been Banging on some back door screen…
Don Holmes
6th November 2011
Poetry

Beware The Pumpkin

Young Harold bought a pumpkin The biggest one he’d seen Took it home upon his bike In time for Halloween His brother and his sister Decided then and there That this year their big pumpkin Was really going to scare Straight away they started To carve the nose and eyes…
Don Holmes
6th November 2011
Poetry

The Cottage

With white shuttered windows And baskets of flowers The cottage was perfect A place to spend hours The inside was cosy An inglenook fire A space to relax in For folk to retire All this was dressing A respectable stance For this was a place Where the Devil would dance…
Don Holmes
23rd September 2010
Poetry

Its Halloween the time to scream

Its Halloween the time to scream Ghosts and Monsters will haunt you as you dream No one is safe not even the queen The Ghosts will ruffle your hair As they fly through the air They will blow on your cheek Just to make you shriek You lie in your…
John Sinclair
30th October 2008
Poetry

All Hallows Eve

On All Hallows Eve the dead shall rise To walk freely amongst the living Reaping revenge on all mankind Being ruthless and unforgiving Doors will creak, windows will slam Things will go bump in the night All the children who go trick or treating Are sure to get a big…
Michaela Turner
21st October 2008
Poetry

HALLOWEEN PARTY

Flickering shadows dance in shafts of moonlight, Their music screeching winds, and hooting Owls. Castle ruins crumbling walls, and gaping windows, The stage where past Spectres play Their Halloween party games of old, Their cackling laughter, screams of terror Echoing from their empty skulls, and unfleshed bones. Another stone falls…
A. R. Lewis
15th October 2007
Poetry

THE WITCHING HOUR

A raven croaked, flitted across the castle ruins. Pale streaks of moonshine casting shadows. Weird shapes of ruined walls looked menacing. The witching hour neared its time. A shrieking witch, long nosed and pointed hat, Broomstick and cat screamed around the castle walls, Signalling the Ghosties and Ghoulies to play,…
A. R. Lewis
24th September 2007