Halloween Published by Members Recently Online Poems
#Halloween
faithmairee
Poem Published
29th Oct 2020 11:48am
29th Oct 2020 11:48am
Said The Vampire To The Ghost
Halloween is coming
The day is approaching fast
To bring out all the monsters
Donning some very scary masks
The ghosts they will be flying
Some high up in the sky
To watch the ghouls and goblins
Fight late into the night
Don't go down without a fight
Said the Vampire to the ghost
I'm the one most menacing
The thing mortals fear the most
The day is approaching fast
To bring out all the monsters
Donning some very scary masks
The ghosts they will be flying
Some high up in the sky
To watch the ghouls and goblins
Fight late into the night
Don't go down without a fight
Said the Vampire to the ghost
I'm the one most menacing
The thing mortals fear the most
#Halloween
#vampires
#ghosts
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faithmairee
Poem Published
29th Oct 2020 11:48am
29th Oct 2020 11:48am
Said The Vampire To The Ghost
Halloween is coming
The day is approaching fast
To bring out all the monsters
Donning some very scary masks
The ghosts they will be flying
Some high up in the sky
To watch the ghouls and goblins
Fight late into the night
Don't go down without a fight
Said the Vampire to the ghost
I'm the one most menacing
The thing mortals fear the most
The day is approaching fast
To bring out all the monsters
Donning some very scary masks
The ghosts they will be flying
Some high up in the sky
To watch the ghouls and goblins
Fight late into the night
Don't go down without a fight
Said the Vampire to the ghost
I'm the one most menacing
The thing mortals fear the most
#Halloween
#vampires
#ghosts
357 reads
10 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
29th Oct 2020 11:48am
29th Oct 2020 11:48am
Said The Vampire To The Ghost
Halloween is coming
The day is approaching fast
To bring out all the monsters
Donning some very scary masks
The ghosts they will be flying
Some high up in the sky
To watch the ghouls and goblins
Fight late into the night
Don't go down without a fight
Said the Vampire to the ghost
I'm the one most menacing
The thing mortals fear the most
The day is approaching fast
To bring out all the monsters
Donning some very scary masks
The ghosts they will be flying
Some high up in the sky
To watch the ghouls and goblins
Fight late into the night
Don't go down without a fight
Said the Vampire to the ghost
I'm the one most menacing
The thing mortals fear the most
#Halloween
#vampires
#ghosts
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10 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
29th Oct 2019 11:10pm
29th Oct 2019 11:10pm
Trick
White sheets, raining sweets, finger-holes for eyes.
Little steps, out with pets, door knocked surprise.
Rain mac's, candle wax, fright night parade.
Goblin hobb, graves to rob, costumes ready made.
Light dims, sharp-teeth grins, Pumpkin shadow stare
Darkness falls, doorbell calls, press me if you dare.
Open door, six or more, hands outstretched for treats.
Behind my back, in a sack, a home made head and sweets.
Little steps, out with pets, door knocked surprise.
Rain mac's, candle wax, fright night parade.
Goblin hobb, graves to rob, costumes ready made.
Light dims, sharp-teeth grins, Pumpkin shadow stare
Darkness falls, doorbell calls, press me if you dare.
Open door, six or more, hands outstretched for treats.
Behind my back, in a sack, a home made head and sweets.
#Halloween
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
10th Oct 2022 6:10am
10th Oct 2022 6:10am
Haunted Night - for Halloween
Haunted Night
Moonlight sifted through the pines
making ghostly shadows in the night forest.
The sound of chanting floated down
from the monastery on the hilltop.
I stood in my tattered nightgown
considering where I was to sleep this night.
Following the stream, as it danced and shimmed
across egg-shaped rocks I found its source.
The oval pool reflected the moonlight
in rippled circle patterns
as the night breeze blew cold and damp.
I heard a rustling in the bushes
and felt cold fear course down my spine. ...
Moonlight sifted through the pines
making ghostly shadows in the night forest.
The sound of chanting floated down
from the monastery on the hilltop.
I stood in my tattered nightgown
considering where I was to sleep this night.
Following the stream, as it danced and shimmed
across egg-shaped rocks I found its source.
The oval pool reflected the moonlight
in rippled circle patterns
as the night breeze blew cold and damp.
I heard a rustling in the bushes
and felt cold fear course down my spine. ...
#Halloween
#vampires
#historical #escape
#historical #escape
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
10th Oct 2022 6:10am
10th Oct 2022 6:10am
Haunted Night - for Halloween
Haunted Night
Moonlight sifted through the pines
making ghostly shadows in the night forest.
The sound of chanting floated down
from the monastery on the hilltop.
I stood in my tattered nightgown
considering where I was to sleep this night.
Following the stream, as it danced and shimmed
across egg-shaped rocks I found its source.
The oval pool reflected the moonlight
in rippled circle patterns
as the night breeze blew cold and damp.
I heard a rustling in the bushes
and felt cold fear course down my spine. ...
Moonlight sifted through the pines
making ghostly shadows in the night forest.
The sound of chanting floated down
from the monastery on the hilltop.
I stood in my tattered nightgown
considering where I was to sleep this night.
Following the stream, as it danced and shimmed
across egg-shaped rocks I found its source.
The oval pool reflected the moonlight
in rippled circle patterns
as the night breeze blew cold and damp.
I heard a rustling in the bushes
and felt cold fear course down my spine. ...
#Halloween
#vampires
#historical #escape
#historical #escape
235 reads
3 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
10th Oct 2022 6:10am
10th Oct 2022 6:10am
Haunted Night - for Halloween
Haunted Night
Moonlight sifted through the pines
making ghostly shadows in the night forest.
The sound of chanting floated down
from the monastery on the hilltop.
I stood in my tattered nightgown
considering where I was to sleep this night.
Following the stream, as it danced and shimmed
across egg-shaped rocks I found its source.
The oval pool reflected the moonlight
in rippled circle patterns
as the night breeze blew cold and damp.
I heard a rustling in the bushes
and felt cold fear course down my spine. ...
Moonlight sifted through the pines
making ghostly shadows in the night forest.
The sound of chanting floated down
from the monastery on the hilltop.
I stood in my tattered nightgown
considering where I was to sleep this night.
Following the stream, as it danced and shimmed
across egg-shaped rocks I found its source.
The oval pool reflected the moonlight
in rippled circle patterns
as the night breeze blew cold and damp.
I heard a rustling in the bushes
and felt cold fear course down my spine. ...
#Halloween
#vampires
#historical #escape
#historical #escape
235 reads
3 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
10th Oct 2022 6:10am
10th Oct 2022 6:10am
Haunted Night - for Halloween
Haunted Night
Moonlight sifted through the pines
making ghostly shadows in the night forest.
The sound of chanting floated down
from the monastery on the hilltop.
I stood in my tattered nightgown
considering where I was to sleep this night.
Following the stream, as it danced and shimmed
across egg-shaped rocks I found its source.
The oval pool reflected the moonlight
in rippled circle patterns
as the night breeze blew cold and damp.
I heard a rustling in the bushes
and felt cold fear course down my spine. ...
Moonlight sifted through the pines
making ghostly shadows in the night forest.
The sound of chanting floated down
from the monastery on the hilltop.
I stood in my tattered nightgown
considering where I was to sleep this night.
Following the stream, as it danced and shimmed
across egg-shaped rocks I found its source.
The oval pool reflected the moonlight
in rippled circle patterns
as the night breeze blew cold and damp.
I heard a rustling in the bushes
and felt cold fear course down my spine. ...
#Halloween
#vampires
#historical #escape
#historical #escape
235 reads
3 Comments
deadwolf
Poem Published
11th Feb 2024 1:28pm
11th Feb 2024 1:28pm
Even death falls in love;
``~~~…~~~```
Even death falls in love
though its not very nice
it follows, it stalks it traces your face
it is obsessed, forlorn, peccant
It wants to take you down
to a place made for them,
It is innocently invited in
by what is taken in
what is seen, what is heard, what is tasted what is felt
what is played, what is said,
even ones own thoughts betray unto death,
Death loves the scent
winds blow it heavy
onto the darken border lines
of sorrow ash and tears
It reeks of pleasant odor unto it
No, I will never...
Even death falls in love
though its not very nice
it follows, it stalks it traces your face
it is obsessed, forlorn, peccant
It wants to take you down
to a place made for them,
It is innocently invited in
by what is taken in
what is seen, what is heard, what is tasted what is felt
what is played, what is said,
even ones own thoughts betray unto death,
Death loves the scent
winds blow it heavy
onto the darken border lines
of sorrow ash and tears
It reeks of pleasant odor unto it
No, I will never...
#gothic
#Halloween
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3 Comments
deadwolf
Poem Published
11th Feb 2024 1:28pm
11th Feb 2024 1:28pm
Even death falls in love;
``~~~…~~~```
Even death falls in love
though its not very nice
it follows, it stalks it traces your face
it is obsessed, forlorn, peccant
It wants to take you down
to a place made for them,
It is innocently invited in
by what is taken in
what is seen, what is heard, what is tasted what is felt
what is played, what is said,
even ones own thoughts betray unto death,
Death loves the scent
winds blow it heavy
onto the darken border lines
of sorrow ash and tears
It reeks of pleasant odor unto it
No, I will never...
Even death falls in love
though its not very nice
it follows, it stalks it traces your face
it is obsessed, forlorn, peccant
It wants to take you down
to a place made for them,
It is innocently invited in
by what is taken in
what is seen, what is heard, what is tasted what is felt
what is played, what is said,
even ones own thoughts betray unto death,
Death loves the scent
winds blow it heavy
onto the darken border lines
of sorrow ash and tears
It reeks of pleasant odor unto it
No, I will never...
#gothic
#Halloween
143 reads
3 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
19th Oct 2023 00:57am
19th Oct 2023 00:57am
Forbidden Treats
a Halloween tale
It’s been eleven autumns since
the toffee apples made their rounds
and all fell down, with two not getting up
again; the keening sounds
of parents filled the little neighbourhood,
but it’s been more than a decade now,
and trick or treaters must make good
the promise of sweets on Halloween night.
‘After all, McGillicuddy’s dead…’
kids heard their parents say behind doors,
the French teacher still in each head,
the night he went insane and gave
the apples a stench of bitter almonds,
ushering boys...
It’s been eleven autumns since
the toffee apples made their rounds
and all fell down, with two not getting up
again; the keening sounds
of parents filled the little neighbourhood,
but it’s been more than a decade now,
and trick or treaters must make good
the promise of sweets on Halloween night.
‘After all, McGillicuddy’s dead…’
kids heard their parents say behind doors,
the French teacher still in each head,
the night he went insane and gave
the apples a stench of bitter almonds,
ushering boys...
#Halloween
#scary
#ghosts #horror
#ghosts #horror
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
19th Oct 2023 00:57am
19th Oct 2023 00:57am
Forbidden Treats
a Halloween tale
It’s been eleven autumns since
the toffee apples made their rounds
and all fell down, with two not getting up
again; the keening sounds
of parents filled the little neighbourhood,
but it’s been more than a decade now,
and trick or treaters must make good
the promise of sweets on Halloween night.
‘After all, McGillicuddy’s dead…’
kids heard their parents say behind doors,
the French teacher still in each head,
the night he went insane and gave
the apples a stench of bitter almonds,
ushering boys...
It’s been eleven autumns since
the toffee apples made their rounds
and all fell down, with two not getting up
again; the keening sounds
of parents filled the little neighbourhood,
but it’s been more than a decade now,
and trick or treaters must make good
the promise of sweets on Halloween night.
‘After all, McGillicuddy’s dead…’
kids heard their parents say behind doors,
the French teacher still in each head,
the night he went insane and gave
the apples a stench of bitter almonds,
ushering boys...
#Halloween
#scary
#ghosts #horror
#ghosts #horror
103 reads
0 Comments
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