04 Oct 2019 34 Comments
in Halloween, Poems Tags: Halloween, October, spirits.
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October Nights
The moon is full and golden
Spirits awake, become emboldened
Leaves and mists swirl about
Autumn is here, without a doubt.
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Foot steps echo down the street
It’s not someone you’d want to meet.
Something fluttering round your ears
Black and sharp, awakes your fears.
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Keep your eyes straight ahead
Keep your nerve don’t wind up dead.
There are more things to this season
Than can be explained by human reason.
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Oct 04, 2019 @ 14:33:32
Love this seasonal one, sis!
Oct 04, 2019 @ 15:26:36
I am struggling here Sis 💜. So tired and words will not come 💜
Oct 04, 2019 @ 16:38:28
Well sis…. You know my situation… Xxx
Oct 04, 2019 @ 18:52:34
I certainly do 💜
Oct 04, 2019 @ 15:29:24
Wonderful last couplet!
Oct 04, 2019 @ 15:27:14
Really …I am struggling to write at the moment 💜
Oct 04, 2019 @ 16:52:10
Well you managed it there 🙂
Oct 04, 2019 @ 18:52:15
Thank you 💜
Oct 04, 2019 @ 17:08:55
I love this. I enjoy a good rhyming poem.
Oct 04, 2019 @ 18:52:01
Thank you Robbie I love writing them too 💜💜💜
Oct 04, 2019 @ 17:21:04
All seasons are mysterious. Autumn seems mysteriously ominous.
Oct 04, 2019 @ 18:50:42
I love Autumn 💜
Oct 04, 2019 @ 20:13:24
Love this autumnal poem. Autumn is one of my favourite seasons. 🍂🍁🎃
Oct 04, 2019 @ 20:14:28
Mine too
Oct 04, 2019 @ 21:26:42
“Leaves and mists swirl about” I love that line – it is fall-perfect!
Oct 04, 2019 @ 22:30:42
Thank you 💜
Oct 05, 2019 @ 00:50:18
Well done, Willow!
Oct 05, 2019 @ 08:22:25
Thank you Dale 💜
Oct 05, 2019 @ 14:50:54
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Oct 05, 2019 @ 13:34:41
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Oct 05, 2019 @ 04:10:39
Perfect for the season, one of my favorite times of the year, I love everything about it,
Oct 05, 2019 @ 08:22:04
Yes October brings harvest, new season, Halloween, the count down to Christmas . So many memories and so many new beginnings 💜
Oct 05, 2019 @ 08:41:08
Nice spooky poem x
Oct 05, 2019 @ 08:46:02
Thank you Miriam 💜
Oct 05, 2019 @ 18:21:56
Thank you for the link 💜
Oct 05, 2019 @ 20:26:46
Oh! Such a creepy one Willow. Love Halloween poems. 🙂
Oct 05, 2019 @ 20:38:20
Thank you Marje I love creepy Halloween poems too 💞💜
Oct 07, 2019 @ 12:14:38
Yay! xxx
Oct 07, 2019 @ 12:19:28
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Oct 06, 2019 @ 14:28:38
Reblogged this on D.B. Mauldin and commented:
October Nights
Oct 06, 2019 @ 15:09:45
Thank you for the reblog 💜
Oct 16, 2019 @ 22:09:03
I really love this! Excellent writing. Thank you so much. It is my month of joy that begins my favorite season. Next month I start making my fruitcake. It has to soak in some form of liquor from November to until December to be just right. One of my favorite stories is by a male, and right now for the life of me, I cannot remember his name, but he wrote some famous mysteries based on fact too, and in this book, which is a memory of his childhood with a favorite aunt, she always says, “It’s fruitcake weather,” and she and he go out to gather fallen nuts, spices and makings of fruitcakes, most all of which will be sent to people she remembers each year, and the ingredients include a cupful of liquor from Indian Joe (I think that is right) who runs a speakeasy down by the river. It is one of my favorite stories and I feel bad that sometimes my memory does not serve me well. Maybe you will know the story too and can help me to remember it.
I got myself a very small pumpkin, and it is not my perfect pumpkin choice, but it did have some dried curlicues and a somewhat bent over stem, so a little closer to being something I would choose this year. Anyway, your writing seems to go so well with my thoughts for the season, and I appreciate that very much.
Oct 17, 2019 @ 07:39:58
Thank you Autumn is an exciting month, both an end and a restart to things. A harvest and a renewal, ancient and modern mix well at this time. Like you we will be making preparations for our Christmas cake, like you also we soak ours in either brandy, whiskey or dark rum. I do love the gold’s and reds of these autumnal months and the carpets of leaves everywhere. Is the story you are thinking of Tom Sawyer and the author Mark Twain… I remember the stories but had to think hard about the author 😀. Have a good day 💜