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Countdown to Halloween – Day 27

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 27

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Poem # 27

DEATH BY SNAIL

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A princess born to royalty

In Egypt’s long ago day

Dined on poisonous escargot

And duly passed away

Petrified and mummified

Her sacred scarab by her side

To protect her bones

She rests in place, rests in peace, as

Her scarred soul yet roams

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© 2018 BS

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 26

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 26

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Poem # 26

Trick or Treat

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Happy holiday hijinks

Abound this night

Laughter and

Little ones go

Out trick or treating

Wearing costumes of their choosing

Even if it’s cold weather

Everyone has a good time

(k)Nocking on doors, begging for candy

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~acrostic poem~

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© 2018 BS

 

Countdown to Halloween – Day 25

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 25

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Poem # 25

“A Purple Panic”

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As purple panic fuels your fear,

Hobgoblins are drawing near

Bats and banshees hover close

Ready to administer a frightful dose

Now purple panic has set in

The night of terror will begin

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© 2018 BS ☮️

Countdown to Halloween – Day 23

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 23

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Poem # 23

LOOK INSIDE

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Take a look,

Take a look,

Take a look inside…

Take a look inside yourself,

What have you got to hide?

What do you see,

What do you see,

What do you see, I ask?

What do you see yourself to be…

What’s hiding behind that mask?

Reveal yourself,

Reveal yourself,

Reveal yourself to me…

Reveal yourself…I want your truth…

Be who you were meant to be.

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© 2018 BS

Countdown to Halloween – Day 22

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 22

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Poem # 22

Ghost

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GHOST (#1)

Ghost

Tortured soul

Crying, whispering, sighing

Trapped between two worlds

Apparition

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GHOST (#2)

Ghost

Disembodied being

Searches, haunts, manifests

Lonely, cold, and alone

Spirit

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~Cinquain poem~ structure = 5 lines with only 11 words total

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© 2018 BS

Countdown to Halloween – Day 21

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 21

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Poem # 21

SPECTER’S PRAYER

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Twisting, turning in their graves

Souls want out tonight.

Tangled in their silken shrouds,

No one hears their plight.

A Specter of their former selves,

They claw with bloody nails…

They struggle inside their coffins, dark…

No one hears their wails.

Come closer, you who walk nearby,

Release us from this plane.

Our spirits now just ectoplasm

That death will not lay claim.

Sobbing now, we feel the chill

Of centuries gone by…

Please rescue us, oh mortal ones…

You see…we did not die.

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© 2018 BS

 

Countdown to Halloween – Day 15

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 15

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Poem # 15

Concealed – Revealed

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The day before tomorrow…is today…

Your mask of anticipation builds.

Excitement electrifies the air.

What will you be?

What have you been before?

Your inside self begs to come out.

Today, your tomorrow will be revealed.

Think of it…

Why do you want to be another,

Or, do both of you reside inside together?

One day to be the other.

Let it be known…

Your true self – your alter ego –

Will come forth.

A subconscious serenade to

What could have been.

You put on your Halloween masquerade of reality…

It hides nothing…It shows everything.

Your true identity is loosed into the here and now.

One night to reveal…One night to peel away

At your brick walls of respectability.

Go forth in your splendor…fooling no one.

Your psyche revels in it’s one night to be true.

Don’t be frightened, it’s only you…

Your innate personality shows you the way.

This one night to surface. They’ll understand.

You’ll squelch, and hide, and deceive yourself.

When the revelry is over, the night turns to normalcy and,

You’ll be the deceiver of your soul again.

Hiding away your alter ego for another night like this…

A future into what future may come.

You quiet your soul’s yearning for release from polite restraints.

Your wild wants out…it wants to take over.

Society would frown, and put you down…

You must fit in, you’re required to blend…

Until this one night – Halloween Night –

When your mask shows truly what you’ve been.

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© 2018 BS

 

 

Countdown to Halloween – Day 13

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 13

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Poem # 13

LOST IN A CORN MAZE

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Corn husks rustle, left and right…

Forsaken on this cold, dark night…

Alone…

All alone…

I realize they hypnotize…

Throwing magic into my eyes…

Alone…

All alone…

Is synchronicity a possibility?

Is this accidental, or just incidental?

Alone…

All alone…

I must take action, cause a distraction;

I need interaction; I feel I’m in traction…

Alone…

All alone…

I must use my senses, to break down defenses,

and break free from this agony…

Alone…

All alone…

This test will only make me stronger,

And from this mess, I’ll be lost here no longer…

Alone…

All alone…

Oh, I’m just a scarecrow, who’s biding my time…

Trying to find reason, out of the rhyme…

Alone…

All alone…

So lost in a corn maze,

So lost in my mind…

So lost in a corn maze,

So lost to my kind…

Alone…

All alone…

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© 2018 BS

Countdown to Halloween – Day 12

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 12

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Sorry, this one looks messy, but really…how do you paint fog on a rock? 🙂

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Poem # 12

LOST SOUL

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I could bury your lost soul in fog,

The mists of time mysterious…

Seeping through my brain’s lament,

You make me most delirious.

I will not bury you now,

To let you rot away…

You are the beating of my heart,

And there you’ll always stay.

As I release you out of my mind,

I see you in my dream…

A ghost upon my psyche…

So present, yet still unseen.

I cried when you were finished, then…

But never were you diminished…

A breath of life I gave to you,

And now you are replenished.

I write your story on my soul,

To bring you back to life…

A supernatural being, now

free of pain and strife.

Your cryptic ghostly wanderings,

Your still alive remains…

I write your story on my soul,

And sing your sad refrains.

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~this is an elegy poem~

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© 2018 BS

Countdown to Halloween – Day 10

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 10

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Poem # 10

HAUNTED HOUSE

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Behold the haunted house

Behold the haunted house

Twisted black branches scrape frosty windows

Twisted black branches scrape frosty windows

Haunted branches scrape

Twisted black house, the frosty windows behold

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Shutters flap in Autumn winds

Shutters flap in Autumn winds

Dry leaves go skittering by

Dry leaves go skittering by

Shutters in Autumn go skittering

Dry winds flap by leaves

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Ghosts moan while chains rattle

Ghosts moan while chains rattle

Do you dare enter tonight

Do you dare enter tonight

Do you moan while Ghosts rattle chains

Tonight dare enter

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Behold, frosty Ghosts, in chains, go skittering by windows

The twisted winds dare scrape you dry

Tonight black Autumn leaves rattle haunted branches

Do enter house, while shutters flap…moan

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note ~ This is my attempt at a poem structure called ‘Paradelle’.

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© 2018 BS