All Hallows Eve

Eerily, the shroud descends,

Veiled in mists of Hallows Eve,

As spirits amble in the mist

Reaching from their netherworld

To touch, to feel the naked flesh

Of those who walk and talk and breathe,

To feel the heartbeat of their blood,

A kinship to reality.

 

Children quake as darkness draws

A demon host from murky lair,

Ghouls and witches primed to scare,

Bats and black cats everywhere.

With mask and costume to disguise

They set out on their ghostly trek.

A trick they sport in lieu of treats

Belays the caution in their eyes.

 

All is magic,

Nothing planned

On Hallows Eve

When spirits rise.