Halloween Poem by Cassandra Jasmine

A wondrous event,
For the young and old,
The ghosts are anything but spent,
The spiders weave orange and black striped webs with mold,
The werewolves bloody fangs glinting,
As they sang to the moon.
With children screaming in fear and horror.
Out in the Darkness,
Deep into the night

Bloodcurdling howls,
Jack-o-Lanterns coming to life,
Dangling skeletons showing decayed, yellow teeth,
Ghosts brushing children’s arms,
And poisonous cobwebs wrapping their way into human’s hair.
All of Halloween.

Bloody canines on delicate necks,
“Who’s”? You ask,
A bat’s, a dog’s, a cat’s?
No.
None of that,
But a Human.

Headless Horsemen searching for lifeless skulls,
Phantom Stallions growing restless with anger, invisible,
And charging anyone in sight,
Witches mixing potions in cauldrons to turn children into wolves,
Vampires desperately hungry for blood,
And ghosts ready to take another Human’s body.
That’s not all.

Zombie children,
Dark at night,
Sneak into the woods,
Searching for Human skulls
To play volleyball with.

BOO!
Halloween. The wondrous event.