All Hallows Eve

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Bones are creaking, chains are rattling

Blood is flowing and spirits are battling.

Bats and owls in flight.

Pumpkins lanterns all alight

Witches ready out to go.

Screaming winds start to blow.

Evil spectres and vampires take to flight ,

Zombies stir ready for a wicked night.

Moans and groans all around

Echoing making spooky sound.

It is no use to pray this day,

All unholy things are out to play.

Will we all survive the night,
Or will all our senses all take flight.

Is that Vlad out seeking fun

With his friend Death evading the sun?

They are trouble together abroad

Wreaking havoc when they get board.

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Little children unaware

Of the dangers lurking there.

Cruise through the streets

Knocking on doors for tick or treat

Collecting untested Halloween fare.
There may be evil spirits behind doors hiding .
Watch out for the Grim Reaper out a riding.

So dear friends I bid you safe,
At this time of loss of faith.
Hold on fast to your hearts and souls
Be careful demons pour your blood into bowls.
Tortures horrendous can await

Behind each door or garden gate.

You do not want your guts served upon a plate!

So there is just one thing left to do.

Wave from my broomstick and bid you well
And safe from all the slavering hounds of hell!

woooooooooohooo

RonovanWrites Weekly #Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #259 Super&Strange

Strange noises at night

Spooky happenings take flight

Supernatural


This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Scary October 31

Here we are at the unholy month of October. I thought I would do a paranormal, witchy, unholy bunch of poems, some new and some old.

Don’t forget to check out Jane Dougherty and Kat Myrman‘s plans for this month!

Today’s poem is all about the Spirit of Halloween.

I am the the spirit of Halloween

The most beautiful fright you have ever seen.

I am no sprite or fairy Queen

No, I told you, I am the spirit of halloween.

Look into my eyes tell me what do you see.

You might see you but you won’t see me.

You are under my spell now, you are no longer free.

Medusa? No, I told you I am the spirit of Halloween.

Peachy lips, that may be, but there are spiders and maggots hiding in me.

If I open my mouth what would you see .

Shall I show you now ? Then watch you flee.

Shall I? No, I told you I am the spirit of Halloween.

Are you joining me for trick or treat.

We could eat the children that we meet

I can hypnotize them with my blue, blue eyes.

You can smother their pointless cries.

Did you think I was joking, incapable of being mean?

No, I told you I am the spirit of Halloween.

Look into my eyes

Are you leaving? was it something I said?

My eyes are devouring you slowly, it is ages since I fed!

Oh! Look at you , well you can’t because I have already eaten you head!

I am the the spirit of Halloween

The most beautiful fright you have ever seen.

I am no sprite or fairy Queen

No I told you I am the spirit of Halloween.

The Day After Halloween

November  the  first and  he had  been left  behind

All witches, ghouls  and  ghost  had  returned home

Gone  every imp  and  devil, he  alone the  only  remaining of his kind.

Here amid  the  humans, what  was he  to  do  alone.

 

He roamed  the  streets, haunted  the parks, prowled  the  shopping centre

He hung around  the  schools  looking  for like  souls to play  with

He messed up children’s  rooms, upset teenagers, no door he couldn’t  enter.

He was  so lonely  and  bored  nothing on this  earth  any  joy  could give.

 

After  a  while  when  the  demons  roll was called, finally he  was  missed

All hell was let  loose  where was  the  boy,  the  haunted  soul

Who would comfort him, could  a human  sooth him like a vampire  kisssed

Would  angels  find him  and  steal his  evil and make him something whole.

 

So out  the  went  the hoards  of hell to search  the  world and search it  well

All  this  fuss  for just one  boy, because the  devil loves  his  own

The loss on Halloween was  more than he could bare,an  empty  space in  hell

Out  the Furies  went, they  found him and  took him  home.

 

 

Halloween: A trio of Nonets.

One upon  a dark, cold  Halloween

Monsters grew on the face of a

Most beautiful fairy Queen

At her eyes  they clustered

Magic of black Faye

All souls mustered

The Fairy

Queen to

Save.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

She was kind and  gentle,  she was fair

Known for her red eyes and black hair

Dark,sad secrets she must keep

If you knew them you’d weep

She must never love

Due to a curse

From above

Vampire

She

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Trick or  treat the children love  to play

As dark falls on all hallows day

Knock on doors and run away

Ghosts and  ghouls ask for sweets

What tricks will they play

On you on All

Hallows

Day.

Trio of Halloween Haiku

Smoke from pumpkins fill the air

Spells and treats  everywhere

Ghosts and Ghouls hide everywhere .

 

 

Late  returning home to bed

Sweets in tummys fuzzy heads

Home sweet home sleepy head

 

 

Vampires , witches and gaunt ghouls

Late night stay out fools

Halloween unholy evil night.

 

 

 

 

THE VAMPIRES SHALL NOT HAVE YOU

Moving by stealth

I am the tree witch I am hiding in the forest green I move by stealth I blend in and I am rarely seen.

I am waiting to trap a soul,it is something I must do. Over the years I have stolen quiet a few. My hair is long and lustrous and really very strong, it can catch you and entrap you as quick as a whip’s thong.

I have roots growing out from my feet and spreading from my hem leaves spread from fingers and from my backbone stem thrice fold pairs of arms. If you look close enough I will bewitch you with my charms.

My eyes are deftly painted to show off their emerald green my lips are always blood red well another colour would be obscene.

I have a lighted candle in my third left hand tonight, I have seen you about your business and I have come for you tonight.

I know you are not too special but I have watched you in your room at night,alone with computer and your mind in fantasy’s flight.You long for a Vampire to relieve you of your soul you seem to think that one of my cousins would make your sad life whole.

I have thought this over I have listened to your prayers , I have lingered by your window and taken in your every word.There is something about you, something that I like so I have decided you will endure no Vampires bite.

So look out your window and see my candles’ light, come out my little human soul have no fear I shall treat you right. You will be so much better off with me than in a Vampires lair just look out your window and see my candle light is there.

AH! at last you see me,curiosity in your eyes. That is right my darling make your way to me for you my body cries. At last you are so near to me I catch your human scent come close now my darling my love for you I must vent.

At last you are with in my reach, come nearer to the candle yes closer,closer my darling no need to be gentle my branches will not break. I have you now my darling I own your soul I have waited aeons for a man to make me whole!

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