At Halloween
At Halloween, when nightmares start
And all things go awry
And there come strains upon the heart
Such that we're prone to die
And all at once a startling sound
Leaps like a lion's pounce,
It's then hobgoblins come around
And when your courage counts!
At Halloween, when ghoulies go
About the business here
And howling storms begin to grow
And growl as if with fear
And lightning strikes both Man and tree
And beast that's in the field,
It's then the ghosts are plain to see
With nothing left concealed!
At Halloween, when witches fly
On broomsticks high above
And brave old dogs begin to cry
When they've all seen enough
And little girls and little boys
Are told to go to sleep,
It's then the vampires steal their toys
And all their trinkets keep!
At Halloween, when warlocks scheme
To bring all kinds of hells
And sorcerers join as a team
As wizards cast their spells
And leprechauns protect their gold
And to the death they'll fight,
It's then policemen aren't so bold
And won't go out at night!
At Halloween, when mortals pray
For sunshine once again
And for the moon to pass away
Till noon's struck by Big Ben
And scaredy cats are mortified
By teeny weeny mice,
It's then your eyes are open wide
If you're touched by surprise!
At Halloween, I stay in bed!
I won't go out at all!
The blankets hide my trembling head!
I can't stand, walk or crawl!
The lights stay on all through the night!
I play the music loud!
Of course, I know I look a sight...
But so would you, no doubt!
Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2011.
Poem accepted for publication in 2012 by
Forward Poetry, Peterborough, England.
poem by Denis Martindale
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
An Ode to Halloween
I am new to writing poems and I hope I can learn from all of you.
By the way, I learned how to write this kind of poem because of
An Ode to Christmas. Thank you very much!
An Ode to Halloween
When you see a child
In a costume scary and wild
You know it is Halloween.
When kids go trick-or-treats
And get lots and lots of sweets
You know it is Halloween.
When the trees give up their yellow leaves
And the dead give back their R.I.P.s
You know it is Halloween.
An Ode to scrumptious snacks
An Ode to skeletons that clack
An Ode to Dracula
An Ode to tarantulas
An Ode to Halloween
An Ode to the year’s best time
An Ode to clocks that chime
An Ode to Halloween
Halloween I Am
This is the winning poem of the Jon London's The Halloween Challenge last year.
Hello! ! This is the last night of October Speaking! !
Ghoulish costumes and Jack-O -Lantern is what I’m seeking
Hobgoblins, ghosts, witches all are freaky freaking
I parade around the neighbourhood when kids are tricking
Trick or treating, bob for apples anything will do
Beg for soul-cakes when skeletons say –“BOO”!
Instead of turnips the perfect pumpkin carved
Candy Factory, Creepy Cupcakes are you all starved?
Black cats drink water breaking superstitious dam
So, Beware! Spooky grim night Halloween I am! ! ! !
Written on the night of 8th of October,2010
poem by Munia Khan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
My Halloween Spirit (The Ghost That Carries The Jack-O-Lantern)
From my childhood and now to adulthood
I always knew when to expect you
I always knew when you'd come around
Because you're a part of my lifetime
You're my halloween spirit
Even though you're dressed perfectly as a ghost
While carrying a jack-o-lantern in your hands
Even though I've gotten older
You still inspire me to celebrate Halloween
As well as keeping on instilling a love for me of Halloween
The years keep on flying by
But every year since my childhood
You still know me
You still remember me
You still inspire me to celebrate Halloween
As well as still encouraging me, to have the love that I have for Halloween
Even after all these years
poem by Justin Gildow
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Halloween
Witches brew their Halloween stew
and stir the pot this day.
Ghosts and goblins prepare themselves
to eerily pass our way.
Skeleton bones rattle and shake
and come alive in the night.
Once again we're reminded of death
as the moon casts its light.
A chill in the air is felt by all
and a shiver runs through man.
Let us hold on fervently to our life
and defy this unearthly plan.
This night shall pass. Dawn will appear
and the Halloween stew will disappear.
All will be as it was before
this eerie night of the year.
poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Monsters Planned Halloween Night
Let me give an updat of Halloween night
When Freddie Krueger and Jason got into a fight.
Blood was flying all around
Yet not one of them made a sound.
Their instruments of death as sharp as can be
And the ending - no one could foresee.
They were joining forces for Halloween night
Since all the Halloween crowd would be waiting for them
Because at midnight the scaring would end.
Now that all the revelers were here
They would plan their rants and jeers.
FREDDIE would pull them out of bed
Then the GRIM REAPER would cut off their heads
Then DRACULA would suck them dry
And their bodies the goblins would hide.
The GHOSTS and WITCHES decided to do their thing
And the frightened victims they would bring.
The GHOULS and WEREWOLF would roam the alleyways
To ensure those that were hidden would not stay.
Now there was FRANKIE, the MUMMY, JASON,
and the GOBLINS too
They’d hide in the shadows waiting for you.
FRANKIE, the MUMMY, and JASON were all slow walkers
But they was great as shadow stalkers.
The GOBLINS would trip them to the ground
And jump on them before they could make a sound.
To the graveyard at midnight they would go
Man oh man! What a wonderful show.
To their places of eternal rest, till next year
When they’ll do their best.
Look at that cemetery and you will see
That this is where they have to be.
poem by Louis Rams
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
On Halloween
On Halloween the sky was scarred
With full moon stuck, a piercing shard,
Within a hole, the eye of night,
Above the smell of death and fright,
Along a bone laced boulevard.
The corpses, dragged from crypts unbarred,
The flames, they gazed, with pale regard,
At roasting rot, a blood soaked sight...
On Halloween.
The bones, they blanched within the yard,
Again to have their evening marred,
By ghouls and fiends who rip and bite
With claws and fangs which drip delight
While gorging flesh, so slightly charred...
On Halloween.
poem by Terry O'Leary
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Halloween On The Barbary Coast
Well, the retards laughed
When the evening came
The librium makes them
All the same
And boy, you still got
Shit for brains
Its halloween on the coast again
Well the clowns roll in
And the line never ends
We get the last part
We get the bends
And the bends always last
Till the blast
And they sucked us down in the hole again
And its halloween on the barbary coast
Well, the mothers smiled
When the morning came
Under the christmas tree
They looked all the same
And boy, you still got
Shit for brain
And its halloween all over again
song performed by by Flaming Lips
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Halloween
Well i live with snakes and lizards
And other things that go bump in the
Night cos to me everyday is halloween
I have given up hiding and started to fight
I have started to fight well any time,
Any place, anywhere that i go all the
People seem to stop and stare they say
'why are you dressed like it's halloween?
You look so absurd, you look so obscene'
O, why can't i live a life for me?
Why should i take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me it's
The same, it's the same in the whole wide world
Well i let their teeny minds think that they're
Dealing with someone who is over the brink and
I dress this way just to keep them at bay
Cos halloween is everyday it's everyday o,
Why can't i live a life for me?
Why should i take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me it's
The same, it's the same in the whole wide world
O, why can't i live a life for me? why should i
Take the abuse that's served? why can't they see
They're just like me i'm not the one that's so
Absurd why hide it?
Why fight it? hurt feelings best to stop feeling
Hurt from denials, reprisals it's the same it's the
Same in the whole wide world
song performed by by Ministry
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
(Everyday Is) Halloween
well I live with snakes and lizards
and other things that go bump in the night
cos to me everyday is halloween
I have given up hiding and started to fight
I have started to fight
well any time, any place, anywhere that I go
all the people seem to stop and stare
they say 'why are you dressed like it's halloween?
you look so absurd, you look so obscene!'
o, why can't I live a life for me?
why should I take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
it's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
well I let their teeny minds think
that they're dealing with someone who is over the brink
and I dress this way just to keep them at bay
cos halloween is everyday
it's everyday
o, why can't I live a life for me?
why should I take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
it's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
o, why can't I live a life for me?
why should i take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
I'm not the one that's so absurd
why hide it?
why fight it?
hurt feelings
best to stop feeling hurt
from denials, reprisals
it's the same it's the same in the whole wide world
song performed by by Ministry
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
A Black Cat Crossed My Path
A black cat crossed my path
On a night of a full moon
He was carrying a pack on his back
And dancing around like a loon.
I thought it was a funny sight
I couldn’t believe my eyes
Then I saw a ghostly cat
In a transparent disguise.
His eyes glowed like fire
In the darkened night
My hands grew cold
I was filled with fright.
Just then the ghostly cat
Found the black cat by a tree
They both did a jig
And started singing merrily.
I was no longer scared
As they danced ‘round and ‘round
It was an unusual scene
And an unusual sound.
They sang Halloween songs
About pumpkins and goblins and bats
And as they sang
Along came about fifty other cats.
They all joined in
The sound grew so loud
But it was a happy sound
From a jolly crowd.
All of the cats were dancing
And having a good time
Then the ghostly cat invited me
To have a bite of a lime.
I told him it would be sour
He said “Well, come dance instead”
So I joined the singing cats
And danced with a cat named Fred.
He moved around quite fast
Hopping left and right
We both danced and danced
Deep into the night.
At last I had enough
I couldn’t dance anymore
So I said good-bye to all the cats
And Fred walked me to my door.
He asked if he could come in
I said “my two cats would probably mind”
So he said “I’ll see you around”
I said “I had a nice time.”
One year went by
Halloween was here again
A black cat crossed my path
I knew the party was about to begin.
Happy Halloween.
poem by Connie Webb
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Halloween Day
My life, just got grim
My life, on account of him
You had a chance
You could have made it again
Are you really gonna marry her on
Halloween day
Halloween day
Your wife is torn apart
Beware of her haunted heart
I thought you had a chance
I thought youd make it again
I never really thought youd marry her on
Halloween day
Halloween day
And somethings spooky in the pit of my heart
And somethings stirring in the trunk of my car
My name(? ) is itching on the roof of my houses(? )
Dont go out
Dont go out
Dont go out after
Go out after dark
After dark
After dark
After dark on
Halloween day
Halloween day
My life, just got grim
My life, on account of him
On account of him
On account of him
On account of him
song performed by by Veruca Salt
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Halloween
Masquerade, masquerade
Grab your mask and dont be late
Get out get out well disguised
Heat and fever in the air tonight
Meet the others at the store,
Knock on other peoples door
Trick or treat they have the choice,
Little ghosts are makin lotsa noise
But watch out. . .beware--listen. . .take care
Chorus
In the streets on halloween
Theres something going on
No way to escape the power unknown
In the streets on halloween
The spirits will arise
Make your choice, its hell or paradise
Ah--its halloween
Ah--its halloween. . .tonight!
Someones sitting in a field,
Never giving yield
Sitting there with gleaming eyes,
Waiting for big pumpkin to arise
Bad luck if you get a stone,
Like the good old charlie brown
You think linus could be right
The kids will say its just a stupid lie
But watch out. . .beware--listen. . .take care
Chorus
Listen now--we are calling you. . .
And there is magic in the air
Magic in the air. . .on halloween
Black is the night full of fright
Youll be missing the day
What will be here very soon
Changing your way
A knock at your door
Is it real or is it a dream
On trembling legs you open the door
And you scream. . . .on halloween
Darkness
Where am I now
Is there anybody out there
What has happened
Am I in heaven
Or is it hell
I can see a light comin
Its comin nearer
Its shining
Its shining so bright
Its shining on me
I am the one, dooms in my hands
Now make your choice,
Redeemed or enslaved
Ill show you passion and glory
He is the snake
Ill give you power and abundance
Hes the corrupter of man
Save me from the evil one
Give me strength to carry on
I will fight for all mankinds
Deliverance and peace of mind
But watch out. . .beware--listen. . .take care
Chorus
Yeah, its halloween
Yeah, its halloween. . .tonight
song performed by by Helloween
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Halloween Parade
Theres a down town fairy singing out proud mary
As she cruises christopher street
And some southern queen is acting loud and mean
Where the docks and the badlands meet
This halloween is something to be sure
Especially to be here without you
Theres a greta garbo and an alfred hitchcock
And some black jamaican stud
Theres five cinderellas and some leather drags
I almost fell into my mug
Theres a crawford, davis and a tacky cary grant
And some homeboys lookin for trouble down here from the bronx
But there aint no hairy and no virgin mary
You wont hear those voices again
And johnny rio and rotten rita
Youll never see those faces again
This halloween is something to be sure
Especially to be here without you
Theres the born again losers and the lavender boozers
And some crack team from washington heights
The boys from avenue b and the girls from avenue d
A tinkerbell in tights
This celebration somehow get me down
Especially when I see youre not around
Theres no peter pedantic saying things romantic
In latin, greek or spic
Theres no three bananas or brandy alexander
Dishing all their tricks
Its a different feeling that I have today
Especially when I know youve gone away
Theres a girl from soho with a teeshirt saying I blow
Shes with the jive five 2 plus 3
And the girls for pay dates are giving cut rates
Or else doing it for free
The past keeps knock, knock, knocking on my door
And I dont want to hear it anymore
No consolations please for feelin funky
I got to get my head above my knees
But it makes me mad and mad makes me sad
And then I start to freeze
In the back of my mind I was afraid it might be true
In the back of my mind I was afraid that they meant you
The halloween parade
At the halloween parade
At the halloween parade
See you next year, at the halloween parade
song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I do think the story in Halloween 5 is a bit stupid, and there's a lot more blood. They're obviously going to take the Halloween series in a different direction.
quote by Donald Pleasence
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Like at Halloween: I knew I'd arrived when I saw people dressing up on Halloween as my character.
quote by Jane Badler
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Friend's Halloween Party
I attended my friend's halloween party last year.
It was one of my unforgetable memories ever.
Now the way I look at it as it strikes me hard
Is one of the wonderful pieces I truly enjoyed.
The unleashed vampires, deranged butchers,
A homicidal pinocchio, and zombie cannibals
Displayed their alluring talents to instill fears
In the hearts of the audience.
The halloween event was a unique experience.
Every costumed cast member was felt by the guests
Including myself and friends who were in attendance
As they jumped out from behind doors and curtains.
Although fake blood and plastic skeletons
Were obvious props in my eyes,
I was still scared to enter the mazes
By myself or with the others.
After the halloween scares,
Became an instant fan for the great performances
And works of art of the costumed actors,
Designers, technicians, and all staff members
Who were part in the attractions.
poem by Alon Calinao Dy
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Halloween Creatures Of The Night
(10/5/11)
This was the night that I was told
Not to walk this lonely dark road
For this was the night that they would all come out
This is what Halloween was about.
Out of the shadows they all came
And many of them was known by name.
There was Frankenstein, the werewolf, the mummy too.
There was count Dracula and his batty friends
The line continued - there was no end.
Then came the witches mixing their brew
In a cauldron pot - would this line ever stop.
The ghouls, the goblins and the ghosts
With their glasses ready to toast.
Backing up the line with sickle in hand
Was the grim reaper, the most feared in the land.
They would go to every street in every town
Letting the kids know that they was around.
They hide behind every shadow and every wall
As the kids came to call.
Out of their hiding places they would jump out and shout
The kids would turn and run about.
Every where they turned there was one of them
No one to help them - not even a friend.
The children going to homes with their Halloween baskets
Till they got to the house with the open casket
Count Dracula would sit up and turn his head
Pretty comical for one who’s dead.
They would turn and run as fast as their feet would allow
Some of them didn’t even touch the ground.
The creatures of the night look forward to this every year
They have so much fun and instill their fear.
BOOBOO
poem by Louis Rams
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Pirate's booty (Halloween)
Halloween is approaching, oh what a sight
All the creatures that roam on a Halloween night
This year a “Pirate” stakes a claim above the rest
Guarding her stash of candy, in the old treasure chest
Of those who wish to take it are beggars and thieves
The streets are full of them, like the fallen leaves
They run off with the loot, like strangers in the night
Leaving nothing but the trail of their red taillight
10/24/11
poem by Rhonda Baker
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Halloween
Halloween was getting near-she didn’t know
What her children would wear.
So many costumes- so many super hero s
She could dress her daughter as Cleo
And her son as Nero.
Maybe as cat woman and batman
That sounds like a perfect plan.
Well! Halloween shops here I come
I won’t have peace until they’re done.
As shoppers- we know that the malls can be tough
Five hours of shopping is just not enough.
They finally find the costumes they seek
What it costs- is my paycheck for a week.
The cost of costumes have gotten out of hand
I think we parents should take a stand.
What’s happened to those days when children
Used to say: “trick or treat, something sweet
Anything for Halloween.”
And parents used to make the costumes
For them to wear- and the toys
And gifts, the children would share.
Life was so much simpler then
When on each corner you’d find a friend.
Now it has become so commercialized
That parents no longer try
To go back to the days of old
When costumes were made and not sold.
Witches and goblins, black cats and such
Frankenstein and the mummy had quite a touch.
These were things that a parent could do
But times have changed, so it’s up to you.
poem by Louis Rams
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Halloween.
Halloween
Eyes of green
Shine in the dark.
Swinging lights
And vampire bites.
What hides in the park?
The 31st
Expect the worst.
Broomsticks on high.
Banshees wail
Under moon so pale
As ghouls float by.
At witching hour
The blackest flower
Blooms on the streets.
The living dead
Are starved or fed
With trick or treats.
As bloodstained choir
Fresh from hell's fire
In doorways sit.
Full moonshine
Mean werewolves dine.
As pumpkin smiles are lit.
Halloween
Its spell is cast.
The spectres visitation past.
Demons unmasked
Become children again.
But who's that?
I ask,
At the window pane.
poem by Kevin East
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!