Awaiting Halloween
My front door, the color of pumpkins
As a skeleton adorns the screen door
Jack-o-lanterns plenty about the porch
And spider webs exist upon the floor
Owl sits on the deformed tree in the yard
Filled with many spooky eyes in the holes
A scarecrow stands guarding my open gate
Cats, all black, run around looking for moles
A witch laughing sits in a dark corner
Moving to the sound of a passerby
We wait for the first sign of fearful kids
On Halloween night, I love it, no lie
Russell Sivey lives in the United States and has been writing poetry for 26 years (after his major car accident that left his arm paralyzed). He has been improving year after year. Russell enjoys reading poetry as well as writing it He finds himself listening to almost any type of music. Russell has been with Poetry Soup for almost 3 years and enjoys the poetry that he reads there from his friends. He is currently attending school for a Creative Writing degree with a specialization in Poetry. Yes, that means he will have a poetry degree. He looks forward to reading everyone's poems here on this site. His muse is the moon.
These are ever precious memories to our small children. We must always keep the innocence and excitement of the moment there. Unfortunately, this is a sweet dream of mine in this chaotic and mad world in which we live. But, we can surely try and keep on trying........... Sheri
ReplyDeleteThank you Russell for a well written and descriptive and picturesque Halloween poem. I enjoyed the read.
ReplyDeleteSincerely, Charlene
Thank you, Robert Dufresne, for the following--
ReplyDeleteWell written and picturesque. I can see it and I think I'd skip the candy on this place. Pretty spooky ! Nice job of it Russell.
Bob D
Yep, I remember some Halloween times when I was a kid. Loved receive all the treats. Nice poem. Thanks for sharing and continued blessings!
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Russell,
ReplyDeleteAnother season has come and gone but you loved it..
Sara