This is a sonnet at the witching hour
the moon is high, the wind moans through the trees
dead leaves and petals dance from every bower
and flutter down, borne on the autumn breeze
to stone cold earth, to rot and decompose
as death’s cold season draws on, ever nearer
a single, late blooming and blood-red rose
tempts with its scent, whose charms could not be clearer
unless the snow lay on the ground and then
the blood drops red would stain its purity
instead, I prick my finger once again
cursing my negligent stupidity
the scent of blood this Halloween Midnight
draws shadows from the woods, as I take flight.
Halloween Sonnet Sunday is here!
Welcome, witch-watchers: prepare for a night flight through fearful scenery…will you hide behind the sofa at the words conjured by our poetry? I will be posting Halloween-themed sonnets at regular intervals throughout the day, and you are welcome to link up one of your own below. Be sure to read the work of others who are taking part…if you dare!
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The sonnet — scary ma’am. You’re in your element plus scary. Thanks so much. 💕
Thank you so much Selma! It’s’Bad moon risin’ by Creedence Clearwater revival 🌝 how could the moon ever be bad, right?
Yeah. How could it ever! Thanks. 👏
Ingrid, a scary sonnet that may make me fear red roses forever! <3 Happy Halloween!
Oops! 🌹 🥀 Glad you enjoyed!
I like how you lightened it up a bit by cursing stupidity.
Just the kind of stupid error I would make in a graveyard at midnight!
That’s great! Spooky!
I scared myself! 😱
Ahhh gave me the creeps when I read it. Wonderful and chilly, I enjoyed the read 😀
Thank you, I am glad you enjoyed it!
Happy Halloween, Ingrid! That sure was spooky! 👻
I’m glad you liked it, Punam: Happy Halloween to you! This sonnet marathon is crazy 🎃👻🎃
Suitably spooky Halloween sonnet, Ingrid! I love your last couplet.
Here’s a laugh for you. My husband and I used to listen a radio station when we were first married that did a “misconstrued lyrics” show. The one for Bad Moon Rising is “There’s a bathroom on the right.” For the longest time, I thought of that every time! 😀
😂 it does sound like that, actually!
I know, right? 🤣🤣
I am not in Halloween but enjoy this day
Roses as part of this sonnet at the witching hour makes this a vivid and evocative read! Love it as the kick off to a day of spooky vibes and Halloween fun. 🙂
Thank you Jaya 🌹🥀
What a great way to open your bewitching poems.. this is quite red rose poem paired the song. I’m nervous now!💖💖🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷
It’s ok, we made it! 🌹
It’s was awesome!!!💕🎃👻