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Halloween Offerings by Eva D.R.Force
The templates we walk carve our
path in the stone…Polished and smooth
From the rubble of bones
We remember the ghosts
being tossed from their thrones
Hurled in the truncated
Pits of Livation
.The lamplight
….grows dim
Even darkening our stations
I remember the devil with his
Opposing negations
Offering a sweet candy
Poisoned temptation
To mark us bewitched
With his evil predation
Offerings of tempest
The lamp lights grow dim
Calling us out .. all ye
Hallowed night souls
To join in his feast
Of hellish repose
In his seasonal flight
He’s a bat on the wing
With a hanging mans noose
And a grim reapers sting
Now we’ve come full circle
From the pivotal split
Two halves merge as one
The new moon’s sacrament
Devoid of the rift ….
Devoid of the grave..
Devoid of the pit…
Ghost and Goblins parade
As we bond full circle
The pendulum shifts
The passing eclipse.
The ritual at dusk
The trimming of wicks
The tending of oils
The lamplighter musk
The roasting and burning
Of leftover spoils
What the tidal wave brings
In tonight ……Cauldrons boil
All Hallowed , this night
Upon temptuous shores
Stay by the watch
And beware
Lock your doors.
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Vacant Stare by Eric Daniel Clarke
Weather warm a rare blue sky
Indian summer car radio said
No hurry well a bit maybe
Lane not one he often used
Narrow quite bendy too
Passing places a squeeze through
Strange no cars seen either way
Probably it was just his day
All clear it seemed ahead
Rear view mirror given a check
Eyes front swerved right then left
An old lady from nowhere there
He’d swear she’d just appeared
No movement just a vacant stare
Grey clad from head to foot
Of this age no way that look
Drove on his head turned back
No sign gone as quick as that
Cold sweat his heart beat fast
Foot to pedal scared disturbed
Got to where he needed to be
Picked up just what he had to
Went home a different route
Behind door a sigh he breathed
That week the local paper lead
Ghost of Cock Lane seen again
Old men rubbed their chins
Recalled stories of lives taken
Up to then it had been five
Sixth year one each decade
Found at home last day October
Staring cold breathing no longer
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This is the last group of submissions.
We have seen so many wonderful, scary, amazing and spooky Halloween-themed poems. Thank you all for participating.
The jury will go to work soon and find the three winners.
Thank you a for your patience!
A. J. Alexander
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