 Late into the hour on Halloween night Walking home alone, not a soul in sight Mother warned me not to stay out late The only shortcut home is through the cemetary gate  Jack O' lanterns laugh as I pass by Starring at me with their haunting eyes With candy coated thoughts to ease my mind I think of all the goodies I have to dine  Popcorn balls and candy carmel treats Some gumballs, stickers, and lollipop sweets Still my heart feels so uneased Wondering what is waiting behind the trees  So I pause for a second, wondering what to do Should I pass by, or just cut through? It's a quicker way home and I'm already late So I walk on through the cemetary gate  Each step I take sends shivers up my spine As I walk through this spiritless shrine Clutching my bag of goodies and treats Wishing I would have stayed on the well lit streets My heart jumps when a tree branch crackles And I swear I just heard some witches cackle Werewolves howling at the moon Did something fly over my head on a broom  Walking a little faster as shadows dance behind the stone Looking over my shoulder as I hear a frightful moan My heart sunk lower when I saw the black cat It's bad luck they say when one crosses your path  Evil eyes peering at me from all around Wanting to call for help, to scared to make a sound A bat just swooped down by my head I wish I were already home in bed  There's something ahead and I can see Long skeletal arms reaching for me I tried to run but I slipped and fell Slimey hands try to pull me into the pits of hell  I fight harder and I'm able to break free From the skeletal arms, but it was just a tree And the slimey hands when I fell down Were only night crawlers on the ground I dust myself off but I still feel weary To be walking through a place so eerie I follow the moonlight down this lane When goblins and ghosts start screaming my name "What do you want? Leave me alone I only want to just go home Please don't eat me I don't taste good Eating me would be like chewing on wood" It's then my heart leaps with delight When I see my, precious, mother in sight She yells at me because I am late As she rushes me through our wooden gate "I told you to be home early", she yells "Don't give me any stories about demons or spells" "But Mom.......But....But....But Mom, its true" "Tomorrow we'll decide a punishment for you" Then she tells me to get to bed "We'll discuss this in the morning", she said She wouldn't be mad if she knew How I almost became part of a witches brew.  (c)copyright 2006 all rights reserved. Halloween Poems The Poetic Seasons Of My Soul |