all hallow eve

Halloween

Is the night of ghost and goblins?

near as frightful as the days.

coming from the battled streets,

crying from the warrior’s haze.

Crisp the humid fallen golden,

tis moist and wetting dew.

Comes the flowing ghost and goblins.

hallooing from behind the stew.

Yet the truth be more the scarier

dying souls of sand pit graves.

Hence, we need to be more mindful.

battling through mayhem waves.

Yes, this season of the Hallow,

souls and saints remembered here.

While the innocent still living,

live within the streets of fear.

Pray the saints we beckon this,

a night of memory, night of fright.

Soon the only horror faced,

is just the tales of all hallows night.

copyrighted: 2004 CMM.

Witches and apples, fallen leaves and rot,

Has come to this the Hallow night of

full moon with goblins and steamy pots.

The shadows at dusk that pass among trees

of little costumes of scary ghost among

dressed up monsters of make believes…

An eve of frightening rituals

where all one’s fears are mimicked and mocked

with humor and timeless habituals.

So call on All Saints , who listen this night,

as the children grow tired from the cold dark streets,

and guard them home safely from the eve of fright.