in the patch
pumpkins beg
to be overlooked
Tag: halloween
The Bloodletter
Come closer seducer of the night
with your bright-fire eyes
and lips of rouge
fingertips that play across
the skin with a pianist’s touch
and cold breath that still whispers
warming promises —
I have a darkness you can fill.
Final Spell
A collaborative poem between me and Morgan from booknvolume written specifically for Halloween. Morgan was another early poet I met here on WordPress and her poetry contains a startling beauty few can capture. The poem below is also posted at her site. Please visit to explore more of Morgan’s offerings!
Willows Whisper in muted Tones
O’er the graveyard’s Hallow Groans,
While the Pale Moon Silently Sails
The Midnight Hour where Darkness Prevails.
Was that the Stir of Some Ghostly Spectre?
Here Upon this Unkempt Hectare
Do the Wails of Mournful Souls Resound
On this Night when They Roam, Unbound?
Shadows Ripple, Light Shifts and Bends,
Echoing Wails as the Witching Hour Ascends,
Ribbon of Moonlight upon the Darkling Road
Where Underworld Denizens Taunt and Goad.
Scrambling, Groping for a dimly Lit Path,
I Come Again Under a Spiritual Attack
And Cry and Plead for an Exit Most Needed
Before the Foul Ghouls will have Succeeded.
Ebon Night Resounding round
As the Earth moves with rumbling Sound,
Feel the Icy Grip of Mortal Fear
E’en as Glowing Matin draws Near.
With One Last Breath, I Cry to You
To Act with Caution and Beware of Fools
On Halloween, They’ve Caught Me at Last
Against Moonbeams, the Final Spell is Cast!
How’d I get here?
pumpkins scattered on:
brownstone doorsteps
café windows
and lining
drug store cashiers
bewildered
farm children grown up
and moved
to the city
Halloween
The wind howls
Through leaf-littered streets
Tiny apparitions
RED GLADIOLA 