Amidst the corn field, dry from frost, lie the heads of spirits lost
Leafy legs and tangled arms, display pumpkins, beheaded on the farms
Between the stalks, so it's said, lies Satan's army of headless dead
On Halloween they rise, growing a glowing mouth, nose and eyes
For they in search of their head, will by mistake take yours instead
Look not into their burning gaze, lest you become a lost child of the maize
Let not their light upon you fall, lest your shade become your pall
Shadows cast from a severed head, one touch and to hell you'll be sped
There with a razor dull, your brain will be scraped from out your skull
A fire with embers put inside, next Halloween with demons to ride
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A chilling poem of the tales of halloween
Thanks so much Norman tis the season
it is, most welcome
Itβs that time of year again! πππ»ποΈ
Thanks my friend yes as a child one of my favorites but now I hardly notice but out of consideration for all that are posting Halloween I decided to put one up.
These ridiculous commercial halloween celebrations have already started !
That is capitalism at its best don't ask what its worst is. Thanks for the read Lovenz it is appreciated
Good write SB. Yes, I made a pumpkin mask for KP, put it on her, and said 'You're looking beautiful today, my dear!' lol.
Thanks Orchi for the read and comment.
π» oh what a sweet treat for Halloween π
Thank you Teddy for the read and comment as always most appreciated
I love halloween and seeing a halloween poem is great to read. Good job :))
Thanks so much Novaslic I appreciate the support and encouragement
HAHAHA! Soren, between your imagination and mine, I suspect we're both on some supernatural watchlist! I can practically hear the Devil saying, "Those two again?!" Wonderful Halloween madness, my friend! πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
Thanks my friend for the review yes imagination knows no bounds
a great write and reminder of the origins of this time of year. it gives me flashbacks of the headless horseman and sleepy hollow. great write and great voice as always!
Thanks so ,much Kay your read is appreciated
A fine Poem on the Subject of Halloween.
I really enjoyed this so : fave
Thank you Kevin I appreciate your read of this seasonal piece.
My Pleasure.
Hello, Soren,
Halloween defined with terrifying scenes of the macabre apart from, 'beheaded on the farms' I found that hilarious, I don't know why. A strange term for harvesting, perhaps. Lol. You never fail to capture the moment(s), my friend. Very well done.
Fond regards,
Tony.
Thanks Tony for the review. Yes the season called for a poem of the type. Now that my obligation is fulfilled it is back to the other stuff. Appreciate your words my friend.
Atmospheric excellence!
Thank you so much Jon for the read and kind words they are appreciated
Holy crap...my punkin head is cringing in frightened apprehension...
Thanks Boot for the read and comment. Just had to get one seasonal poem in before the night, all hallows eve.
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