Halloween

The leaves have turned from green to ginger
autumns creeps with its cold fingers  
the equinox past and natures hand  
inexorable, looking for a place to camp
 
Bring the first dew to the gravestones
freshly carved and hardly cold  
through the yew trees, an east wind moaned
the spirits day, be arriving as foretold
 
Druids clad in robes a flowing
chanting as they praised the runes
brought the wood and laid the kindling
invoke the power of the moon  
 
On the the date that greets the cusp
the stocking net tween them and us
gathered in that waiting room
and rise to mingle, the entombed
 
Death's jailer grinned ,rattling his ring of keys
forever that would be your normal tenure
but just a few might be reprieved
to escape the chain of your debenture
you capital is mine to keep
 
Rise to join the living and the quick
as spooky bat or spiders spit
as hollow laugh to cause a fit
spectre in flourescent green outfit
the holocaust rise from the blitz
 
Take the coin, unwrap the sweet
try to hold the warm last threads
pale history pop-ups for us to greet
break the seal, the grave embeds
 
Lay the table, feed the fire
in finery , dancing free now hear the woops
holding on to those retired
 for we are walking in their shoes
 
Samhain; October's gala for those passed on
dark masquerade before November comes