Friday 16 October 2015

HALLOWEEN

They speak in the night
When light plays fairy glimpse
On places abandoned in garden.
All friends wear pale costumes
Ghostly eyes in the skyline mist
Amid dead souls standing around.

All gather in clean weather
Just about to knock the door
At the stage to make themselves appear
With outrage romp up,
Rolled out towards stony eyes,
And they are Halloween players.

They make something vague
That makes room for more scared whims.


13 comments:

  1. we are used to it anyway,
    thanks for the scary dare.

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  2. yes, it is about time to fasten our seatbelt,
    and enjoy a chill ride in autumn season.

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  3. you make me think of a bad dream as a child,
    vivid write.

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  4. poetic and fun word flow.

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  5. love it,
    very innocent wonder on Halloween!

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  6. glad that people do adore scared whims.

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  7. a fiction with much association,
    well penned story.

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  8. an outrage is cool to evoke violent actions.

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