Monday, November 13, 2017

A Halloween Sonnet

All Hallows’ Eve, so much mystery 
Black cats and witches and objects of dread
Some six thousand years of satanic history 
The Celts, pagan festivals, the Day of the Dead 

Each kid at our school had a homemade costume 
So funny, the boys wearing big sisters’ clothes 
Ghosts and devils took over the playground
And silly small clowns with red paint on their nose 

 The streets were a threatening place in the night
No adults, we children went out on our own 
Just when we thought that we’d conquered our fright
We’d hear down the block a deep death rattle moan 

Few things after twelve match Halloween night 
Disguises, the darkness, the candy, the fright 




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