Supernatural Poetry posted October 4, 2012

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A Halloween tale.

All Hallows' Eve

by Silverlock

All Hallows' Eve, the children gone
Off home to bed, they've had their fun
The time for Trick or Treat is done.
Is something wrong, is something wrong?

I hear a creak upon the stair
And wonder if a stranger's there
Through window pane I want to stare
But do I dare, but do I dare?

In pumpkin face, glows candlelight
Dimly illuminating night
The shadows smother moonlight bright
Adds to my fright, adds to my fright.

Souls of the dead are now unbound
To haunt the streets without a sound
Their bodies back in hallowed ground
My fears compound, my fears compound

If spirits of my ancestry
Should blame me for their misery
Do I forsake my destiny
And try to flee, and try to flee.

I clasp my hands and close my eyes
And pray to see the new sunrise
But if this night brings my demise
Forgive my lies, forgive my lies.

Halloween Monotetra Poetry contest entry


It was traditionally believed that the souls of the departed wandered the earth until All Saints' Day, and All Hallows' Eve provided one last chance for the dead to gain vengeance on their enemies before moving onto the next world.
Thank you to Stacey Nagy for her artwork entitled
The Haunting of St. Marks
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