Excellent A freestyle poem about a Halloween that never ends Halloween All'round by Mike K2 Halloween Poetry contest entry Artwork by Mike K2 on FanArtReview.com

Category:  General Poetry   Posted:  October 15, 2009      Views: 73

ABOUT MIKE K2  Mike playing his Theremin to paint an atmosphere from the ether for the tricker-treaters at Halloween. Want to be nosy? You can look him up on FaceBook as he is under the name, Michael W Kohlman and his profile is public. He communicates through his photo albums. Though you can assertain his age, he considers himself a baby in this world. Despite age and any hardships he still thinks angels exist and guide him! Mike K - Joined FanStory in April 2007 to express a certain love. He welcomes interested people looking through his portfolio. He posts here first because of the great FAnStory community. Back as K2 he wishes to continue on that path and hopes that his writing will reflect it. K2 is also a mountain that tends to claim more men then can claim her. K2 is also a fairly adventurous movie that has friendship behind its theme. -K2's poem, "Sir! I Kneel Down Before You," is published in, "Poems of the World;" Winter 2008-'09. Volume 13 #2- www.poemsoftheworld.com -His poem, "Faith In Springs Abandonment" is published in "Poems Of The World;" Spring Edition Volume 13#3. He won a contest. Durian, God's Send for Knowledge was the first place winner in the contest Halloween Poetry. He is an accomplished novelist and is currently at the #85 spot on this years rankings. Portfolio | Become A Fan To Jack-O-Lantern lighted smiles, frowns and shrieks. A frenzy of character clad kids as you open the door and greet; with bags already open and almost a demand they yell, "Trick or treat!" Almost before the candy is in, they run to the next house, already the next treat they seek. Everyone comes out once a year to celebrate Halloween for just one day. Could you really imagine, Halloween played out with out a sighted end with more of the same , in store for you at the morrow's very next vexing bend. The trepidation that playeth without a celebratory atmosphere and never goes away. Daily walks that are beset with hard ashen- scabbed women who whore for their addiction. Mean scary faces headed for their next fix, barely jut from darkened bus stop cover; begging for cigarettes or money from you, or with intimidation , as for a victim to uncover. Met with your eyes of staunch, stiff-necked steeliness; as you slip right on by, these zombies of affliction. The hounds of Hades are always in tow and follow you unfailingly with their own duties at your heel. Supermarkets, fuel companies, insurance agencies, the government tax bureau and public utility; they're never far behind, observing with scent and glance, just for the chance, as you work harder and make more money. You think that your life will be but a bit more fruitful, as one breaks from the pack, your meager scraps they steal. For a bit of solace, food and drink you decide to stop off for a respite at a nice neighborhood bar. A lone woman talks you up and says at last, "I found the best," only to then turn to ridicule and spurn; as you find that the person who became a hopeful fruit at the apple dunk, was rotten and contained a worm. Suffering the laugher and foisted rejection, always trying to be their best, despite friendship never going very far. Disgraced and the bars joke; you beat a hasty retreat back to your safe and secure abode, your cherished home. Cloistered and wrapped in that house with windows that block out the sound, though each room contains a sublime specter. Wishing you were some how better, filled with remorse, fated wishes, dashed hopes, guilt and continual conjecture. No matter where you try to hide, demons, ghosts, witches, court jesters, and unfathomable horrors within you always roam. So this Halloween... Do you open the door and delight in those wonderful Halloween sights, dress up in some aspect of yourself that garners for all, fear; or something that others will find whimsical, enchanting or dear... Or, do you look out the darkened windows of your home and your heart, only with vacant disdain and spite? Share your own writing! - Information on our membership for writers. Author Notes What brought this out was the fact that my house has once again has been acting up and it doesn't help when the animals get weird as well. It made me wonder about a Halloween that would never end. It then, wasn't hard to find things that everyone may either have experienced or would understand to lend itself to the nature behind Halloween. How will I be this Halloween? Just as I am in real life, as I enjoy setting up my Theremin and serenading the tricker treaters. Instead of old grim, I plan to use some smoke and lighting and appear in a surgeons costume that is painted with metallic pigments. Pays one point and 2 member cents.

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