Halloween

All Hallow’s Eve


Witches and apples, fallen leaves and rot,

Has come to this the Hallow night of

full moon with goblins and steamy pots.

Shadows in night 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.

 

 

©  CMM   2013

Halloween


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.

©  CMM   2013    All Hallow’s Eve

A Halloween Poem


Glittering glass with prisms light,
guide me in through the passage night.
Colors cut beneath my feet,
the wounding pieces make me weep.
Yet I can’t seem to get off this path
made of sharpness, hurtful glass.
Flooding rivers come the flow,
venting feelings, bleeding so.
Days of light bring you there again,
while the nights leave the scars to mend.
Glittering glass my footing wretched,
dreams are lost in whimsy fetch.
Night of imagination once a dream,
a nightmare now and I begin to scream.
Path of destiny, path of light
pulls me in this lost fore night…
copyrighted  2005 CMM