October

Rating: 4.0

October is
when night guzzles up
the orange sherbet sunset
and sends the day
to bed
before supper
and
October is when jack-o'-lanterns
grin in the darkness
and
strange company crunches
across the rumple of dry leaves
to ring a doorbell.
October is
when you can be ghost,
a witch,
a creature from outer space…
almost anything!
And the neighbors, fearing tricks,
give you treats.

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ratnigar mandik 05 January 2021

when night guzzles up the orange sherbet sunset and sends the day to bed

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SOSmula 05 January 2021

this is fire????????????????????????????????

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fat boy nick 05 January 2021

pp yummy yummmy

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Rahman Henry 23 November 2015

October is when you can be ghost, a witch, a creature from outer space…

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Ratnakar Mandlik 23 November 2015

Fantastic description of october and it's special features. Enjoyed the amusing poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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