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(Continued from Part I) ...It led us on, towards a pedestalwhich held us in its thrallamongst the ivy, hidden by the tallsurrounding trees, loftily arching, standing sentinelthat seemed to usher us towards the weather-beaten wallwhere, above all the line, clear as the day was fairspoke its strange message here, and everywhereor so it seemed to... Continue Reading →
It was the first of Autumn, not a soulbut you and I were theredew on the grass, and sunlight in my hairthe churchyard gate was open - just a crack, a creak, ajarwe entered that quiet garden, the parishioners, unawarewhile, from afar a line, clear as the autumn airpoured forth its strains, for all the... Continue Reading →
We come from a land down-underWhere men eat green pumpkin and cucumberOur bayside town is called Sleepy HollowWhere the nights are too quiet for owls and swallowsHere, Halloween spirits live beyond the outer limitsAnd are only allowed to visit at sunset's dying minutes During the full moon’s twilight zoneWe drink goanna juice from orange conesAnd... Continue Reading →
Chill winds, dead leaves, as they dress up pretendChildren running, they scamper door to doorWithout a thought of how their lives will endMaking merry, laughter the dead abhor The veil is thinning between us and themSweet treats, full moon will call the dead to riseEvery child who mocks them hears death’s grim hymnPlayed out in... Continue Reading →
Bright rainbow hues have faded now away;I waken in a world of cheerless grey.Accursed, I walk beside a stinking seawhere once the dolphins came to swim with me.From heights, I view the valley that was home,a city veiled in haze, a silent tomb.At night, bereft beneath a blackened sky,I seek in vain the twinkling stars... Continue Reading →
The candle flickers and dances with flowing grace.And is that wind that shakes the panes?My eyes close and I can see your pallid face.Bright, now dark, blood, once flowed through your silent veins. The cold hand that used to caress with longing desire.Touches my neck and my very soul a'shivers.An eternal flame not quenched by... Continue Reading →
Come midnight hour of Halloween, lightbright candles against the creatures unseen,until the veil between the worlds cracks slight--then ghosts, ghouls, fairies gather to convene. The Fairy Queen rides to collect your soul,or leaves a body in your place, a traceof magic in the air. But ghouls take all--eat heart and face, leave nothing to embrace.... Continue Reading →
Dark, secluded mournful placeNo one comes here to show their faceFor this is where the cold dead must stayEven on the sunniest day.So we celebrate this? Put up your lanternsPumpkins, cobwebs and fake phantomsDo we really think it's fun?Ask yourself what have we done? Are they all props to hide our sins?November the 1st, put it... Continue Reading →
In comparing you to a frosty nightI find you nibble my fingers and lipsAs the jack o’ lantern sheds its pale lightYou warm my blood with your velveteen nips. Silver buckled shoe and dainty stockingAqua and gold stripes make up your disguiseCut against the stars, your voice is mockingYour vibrant eyes reveal feminine lies. I... Continue Reading →
Starting somewhat harmless, some time agoSoaping, egging, other mischievous pranksThese acts then morphed into a tale of woeArson and deeds not deserving of thanks Each year on the night before HalloweenArsonists would light up Detroit with frightHouses and buildings in flames were the sceneThis devastation known as Devil’s Night Eight hundred fires in Nineteen Eighty... Continue Reading →
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