Happy Halloween (poem)

[Witcher Wolf]

The moon rides high in darkened clouds,
Scores of ghosts and ghouls are found.
To slither forth from every dread,
Come horseman with your severed head.

The witches gather in eerie dell,
There to work their cauldron's spell.
All Hallow's Eve falls tonight,
Come pumpkin carved in glowing light.

Things from under beds slink out,
While humans laugh in their foolish doubt.
Monsters in the closet shadows lurk,
Come spring heeled jack with your bloody dirk.

You're safe in houses behind fire's warm light,
You're safe from darker demon's fright.
Then comes that knock upon the door?
Trembling fingers open for,

To stand there with bed sheet upon their head,
Pretend to be the hallowed dead.
Cry trick or treat, the children yell
We are candy ghosts from hell!

All laugh and sigh, the night is won,
Now once again we wait for sun.
Slink all monsters back now to their lairs,
Out of mind and beyond all prayers.

For no matter what you believe,
There's power in All Hallow's Eve.


Something a little different from me, have a good one all!

[preston782]

I was hoping there would be a cleric dressed as a princess or something in here.

[Aedh]

Here's a supplementary stanza:

In the Nethers, Sweepers pause
As little spooks in sheets of gauze
Pass by and cry them: "Trick or treat--
Beware the Clerics you may meet!"

[Witcher Wolf]

*chuckles at Aedh*

Don't make me write the Librian version of Little Red Riding Hood

[Libby]

aedh said:

Here's a supplementary stanza:

In the Nethers, Sweepers pause
As little spooks in sheets of gauze
Pass by and cry them: "Trick or treat--
Beware the Clerics you may meet!"

And if I may add another few...

And further, in a church forlorn,
A body falls with none to mourn
A single shot still echoes round,
A bitter, unforgiving sound.

Then drawn by curiosity
The earth bound spirits come to see
The newest member of their fold
Arising from that body cold

Still robed in black, it hovers near
And from dead eyes there rolls a tear
Not for itself but for the one
Still standing with a smoking gun.

[reveria]

libby said:

aedh said:

Here's a supplementary stanza:

In the Nethers, Sweepers pause
As little spooks in sheets of gauze
Pass by and cry them: "Trick or treat--
Beware the Clerics you may meet!"

And if I may add another few...

And further, in a church forlorn,
A body falls with none to mourn
A single shot still echoes round,
A bitter, unforgiving sound.

Then drawn by curiosity
The earth bound spirits come to see
The newest member of their fold
Arising from that body cold

Still robed in black, it hovers near
And from dead eyes there rolls a tear
Not for itself but for the one
Still standing with a smoking gun.

very beautiful

[Aedh]

clericwolf said:

*chuckles at Aedh*

Don't make me write the Librian version of Little Red Riding Hood

Bring it on!!

(Dibs on Beauty & The Beast!!)

[Witcher Wolf]

Nicely done Libby

[Vespertilio]

Nicely done all!
(I suck at poetry )

I sense a new EC-10 thread of Librian style fairy tales in the future...

[Asylum Ghost]

Nice