frightening cold nights dying leaves crackle and crunch chilling things disturbed spirits playful jest glow-in-the-night trick or treat hot tea brews…
witches transcend the moondressed in inky black satin, beyondstars wedded in vagrant cloudsthe night still, the air gelid come soar, come…
in silence they lend fun and frolic to the eve no indifference to whom they share nameless pale bashful spirits eternal…
gelid mist hovers tired dying leaves unpromised Jack-O-Lanterns glow guiding tricksters and treaters chilling “things” whereabouts bleak First Frost (October 23rd –…
crowing in the nightblackbirds perched on the high wirestraining to listenas ghostly wanderers roamwitches’ brew wafts sluggish air woeful choirs caw…
while sulky mist wanders through bare-boned trees mournful crows lend shrill mythic caws their sinister chants assault the air as ungathered…
subtle hints of evil wedded to the idea trickery amuses, a message clearly sent in my morning brew though temporary and…
white ones gray ones lurking and hovering tall ones short ones wandering and drifting happy ones sad ones laughing and crying…