Seasonal, Stories and Poems

Poem – All Hallows’ Eve

‘Twas All Hallows’ Eve, when deep in the house

A creature was stirring, just waiting to pounce,

The stalkings had been happening here and there

In the hopes that the offerings would show they care;

The changelings were nestled all smug in their beds

While visions of skeletons spilled out their heads,

The shadows in the kitchen just waiting to snap

Their victims were fated for a long winter’s nap;

When up in the attic there sounded a clatter

And emerged a monster to make the teeth chatter,

Then through the window glaring eyes glow and flash

Tear open the shutters and come in with a clash;

The full moon scintillates the new-fallen snow

Giving a lustre to the swirling blood-flow,

When what to the following eyes should appear?

But a foolhardy prey upon which they might leer.

Shyla Fairfax-Owen ©

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