Inspired by Hallowe’en written by Leonard Clark located in A Children’s Book of Verse, Illustrated by Eric Kincaid, Poems selected by Marjorie Rogers. (Brimax Books)
Gloomy cold whispers the request of witches, goblins and the undead may it be
We walk we walk the shadows and remain unseen but we wait for unwary to seize and be our prey
Look at the way the grass crackles with laughter and spite for you are the one who lay on me bloodless and dead
Trees gather in circles gossiping did you see did you see he got his and she got hers hee haw hee haw and run in place when you look again
Crickets, grasshoppers play the song of the dead smiling with allure come this way come this way and die and love again forever
Who knows a story better than us say the earth we have seen many many casts spells and die from their own malice and spite for they did it wrong wrong
Old wives leap around in house of settle and summon the crystal ball and say make me young young for I folly with a man of youth and hide it forever long
Old men growl, howl thru the night as the hair grow and teeth of huge fang rip into necks of all who call names and run amuck without a parent to keep them dear
Kids creep as shadows follow and stalk them saying mean things and throw dirt and rocks as they run run to sanctuary to escape the night of ghostly happenings
By
Felicia McCaw
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