(This is just a light-hearted piece for Halloween. It is supposed to be funny.)
Witches’
brews and pumpkin spices;
Costumes,
masks, and black cat arches;
William’s
ghosts and Haitian zombies;
Vampire
teeth and dancing bones.
They glide
through fallen leaves and branches;
Breathe out cold
air and diabolic vapors;
Gather into
mobs on sidewalks and lawns;
Shriek from
broomsticks and dark corners.
They knock
on windows and front doors;
Haunt the night
with evil howls and scary faces;
Sound like screeching
owls and clanking chains;
As frightful
as foul ghouls and screaming banshees.
Jack-o-lanterns
stand and face them;
Stave off
the fiends with scowls and indignation;
Light the
night with candle glare and flickers;
Give the
fiends an evil eye and carved-out snickers.
In retreat,
the mischief makers and hell hounds
Leave tissue on quaking trees and bushes;
Curl back
into a rising dawn and setting moon;
Disappear
into faint shadows and fading gloom.
©cmheuer, 2017
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