Everyday is Halloween

arobot

Everyday is Halloween

Without this leftover weeping willow

There would be nowhere to nest my eye

If there were not the rejoicing swallows

Amid concrete Deaf and dumb would be I

These apartments with hollow windows

With zeniths That seem to scrape the sky

Pierce the night and the day overshadow

Hold our beings and our avatars

Captive From wilderness and stars

How could we imprison ourselves

When life and liberty Nature endow

These are not places for living

Even the ground is paved dead

I am a soul weaned from earth

Homeless, everyday is Halloween

  • Author: arobot (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 1st, 2020 12:08
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • FineB

    Hello arobot,

    A deep, poignant write.

    Very good.

    It was a hit dead in London where I live no trick or treaters.

    England will be going through a national lockdown from 5.11.2020.

    Keep writing ✍ and safe during these challenging times.
    FineB

  • dusk arising

    Halloween was wild here in UK. I wish everday could be so invigorating. It cost me a small fortune in treats. I even had to give my wellies away. Well it was raining.

  • orchidee

    I don't know if you live in the UK, or have an equivalent to Job Centres. But going there makes every day like Halloween. Thankfully, we don't have to go EVERY day. I thought your poem was going to be about that! lol.



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