Halloween Seen Poem by Trevor McLeod

Halloween Seen



The pumpkins eyes
are rarely seen
without your visions
imagined dreams

Where edges cut
around the eyes
are slots for murder
man grows wise

When all who rate
a pumpkin's smile
will offer fate
a place defiled

For every man
has cuts his own
when going through life
a hallo'd drone

For what is life
but Halloween
When strangers walk
the pumpkin seen

Halloween Seen
Wednesday, September 15, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: holiday
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Zombies at Halloween
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