Tag: halloween

Poetry

The rain

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Was pouring down so hard that night.

I thought no one would be foolish enough to still come out.

But there you were, lurking in the shadows with a bag in your hand.

You were waiting to get some candy as you came out of the darkness.

I almost screamed but saw it was only a kid with his mom.

Trick or treating in the rain, she made a promise and kept it even though she was miserable.

Maybe next year, she will plan differently so that she and her son can both be happy and warm.

With a couple of chocolates or gummy bears to warm their tastebuds and their tummies as Halloween slowly comes to an end

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I tip my

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Hat to you as Halloween comes around this time of year.

Everyone loves scary things or even cute little pumpkins like me.

But maybe you should still watch yourself around me, for I may tip over and cause chaos, my friend.

Or will I, I guess you will have to see but maybe if you put me on display, I will be the best pumpkin candle this month.

Maybe I’ll play nice and stay content until next year.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

It was

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 Halloween morning and all was excited to go out and trick or treat.

But, some were more happy to party the night away and be free from the stress as they dressed up as someone else.

They too wanted some candy and maybe a good drink or two.

They knew they would be going in late tomorrow so why not have some fun.

But the weather had others things for them as I poured in with so much rain and wind.

Ruining all their plans and with no plans on stopping the joy of the day was quickly wiped away.

What a Halloween it sure has become, with nightmares become reality and monster walk around with no one looking twice at them.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Your the Ghost

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that haunts me from my past

and no matter how far I go.

Every Halloween you come out and  shake up my life again

like a nightmare that replays over and over every night.

I’m ready for you to go away as I count down the minutes and hours until this day is over and I am free again.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

It was a

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strange and frightening night as Halloween night came to an end.

The streets were deserted and nothing was around but this eerie orange fog that just swallowed up everything in sight.

Parked cars on the street were hard to see,it was like something was  coming.

But, what it was or who I had no clue.

What I would find or what would find me.

I watched from the crack of my window shade.

Hoping to catch a peek of what was to come.

Little did I know it had already had found me and was standing right behind me.

As I saw its reflection in the window, I knew my time had come.

As the orange fog swallowed me up and I was never seen again.

Until next Halloween when I became the fog and took my first victim.

 

 

Written By:Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Eerie