Trick or treat?
It's that time of the year again
when things go bump in the night
when children wander the streets
trying hard to give us a fright.
Wearing long black coats
and witches hat's upon their head
they dress up like scary monsters
and zombies who've risen from the dead.
But last year was a spooky Halloween
when at midnight I heard scratching at my door
nervously I opened it to see who was there
it was a Werewolf blood dripping from it's jaw.
I laughed and said that's a really good disguise
but fancy calling round so late at night
the Werewolf then let out a mighty roar
and grabbed my neck and gave it a bite.
This hideous thing wasn't a child after all
and it then just vanished into thin air
since that night I've never been the same
I bark at the Moon, have claws and long hair.
So let this be a warning to you all
as you don't know what lurks in your street
just be careful before opening your door
on this years Halloween and trick or treat!
poem by Kevin Halls
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Trick Or Treat
It is time for Halloween
oh yes that time of year
We carry bags of candy
trick or treat we shall hear
They gather on the porch
or maybe the front gate
Arms holding their bags open
saying trick or treat as they wait
Count Dracula is waiting
and Wolf Man is too
There may be a Hobo
or a Princess or two
I dropp candy in each bag
and act as if filled with fright
For this is Halloween
it is a children's night
Then I have an idea
for this special night
A simple bed sheet
may cause some fright
I hear children talking
as they stroll down the street
And I giggle to myself
about the ghost they shall meet
They rattle the front gate
trick or treat rolls off each lip
I round the corner, arms raised
give out a big WOOO, then slip
No bones were broken
but my ego was bruised
My dog had left her own trick
and the children were amused
I guess in the night
we never know what we will meet
It's Halloween
Trick or Treat
Terry M
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 Evening
The moon was lost behind a cloud
When something weird went by
I tried to see what it was
But it flew so fast and high.
I don'tbelieve in witches
But that is what I saw
Sailing high in the sky
On broomsticks made of straw.
The stars were gone the night was dark
When something else took place
I couldn't quite believe it
There was a gruesome face.
A skeleton with corpse like face
I viewed it in awe
I don't believe in zombies
But that is what I saw.
The howls and cries
Under the moons eerie light
A master of changing shape
With one infectious bite.
I don't believe in werewolves
But that is what I saw
Walking down the street
With blood stained jaw.
Another creature of the night
With fangs dripping red
A piercing bite upon your neck
Then you are bled.
I don't believe in vampires
But that is what I saw
Lurking near the graveyard
When the moon was low.
All too soon the mellow moon
Lights an empty late night street
Children dreaming, planning, scheming
For next years trick or treat..
© Hazel
poem by Hazel Connelly
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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Dark Faery on Halloween
I clothe myself in darkness
I picked blackness for its starkness
And many a spidery metaphor
Being mysterious isn't a chore
When I embody night
The only color is my face
Flaming billows of hair keeping pace
With screams and whispers calling ''scary''
Watch your back, do be wary
I can give a fright
Expression is everything
Making scary spirit sing
With a stare cold as space
Freezing you into your place
Turn out the light
Halloween, the holiday
Of things that scream and things that play
And of course, things that scare
Give you chills beyond compare
Halloween, take flight
poem by Phoenix Rory
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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
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Next time I'll know better for M lady Lucianne
I hear a tapping at my door.
It’s trick and treaters I expect.
I have some candy treats in store
which they will happily accept.
I slip the latch so easily
but it appears there’s no one there
I look and listen carefully.
I find the silence hard to bear.
I close the door return inside
I feel a presence I can’t see.
Although there is no place to hide
I gaze about uneasily.
The tales they tell could they be true.
At Halloween the veils grow thin
and homeless spirits can pass through.
I feel my head begin to spin.
When I come to the sun is bright
but I’m not who I used to be.
Some homeless spirit won the fight
and is pretending to be me.
I’ll have to wait another year
before I am myself again.
A long and lonely wait I fear
before my body I regain.
I only hope that it is true
they must give up their tenancy.
When the next Halloween falls due
I’ll have to wait impatiently.
Beware of answering your door
especially on All Hallows Eve.
Fate may have a surprise in store
for those of you who don’t believe.
That this night spirits come and go
and each one seeking for a place
another chance although they know
they’ll have to wear another’s face.
Far better to pretend your out
on no account answer the door.
You will be safe without a
now you’ve been warned You know the score.
31-Oct-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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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
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Needing To Be Treated And It's Halloween
You want a love depicted,
That's open free to limits.
With eyes dripping fixed on love.
And everyone you meet,
You want them left believing...
They've been picked to get your touch of love.
But then you creep and sneak and cheat,
Like a vampire seeking...
For anyone to suck them of blood.
You creep and sneak,
Like a vampire seeking...
For anyone to suck them of blood.
'Well...
I'm needing to be treated and it's Halloween.
So let me suck up all of your blood.
I said I'm needing to be treated and it's Halloween.
So let me suck up all of your blood.'
That's ghastly and too ghoulish.
'I'm needing to be treated and it's Halloween.
So let me suck up all of your blood.'
That's ghastly and too ghoulish,
And to me that's just too foolish.
'It's Halloween.
So let me suck up all of your blood.'
That's just for me too ghoulish.
'Let me suck up all of your blood.'
Is this a trick?
'I'm here to suck up all of your blood.'
You're here to trick and I wont be your treat to eat.
'Good.
I just want to suck all your blood.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm Gon' Lay Some Happy On Your 'Halloween
Why do you expose your teeth,
With such a fixed smile?
And your eyes?
They sparkle like diamonds
So bright and glistening.
And why is your eyebrow raised,
As if you are excited with delight.
And why are you holding my arm so tight.
As if the Moon ignites your might.
Like I am a...
'Victim I am preparing to bite?
BINGO!
You win the prize.
You are so deliciously right! '
NO!
No, you can't be.
You can't be! NO!
'Golly gee...!
You're right again.
I'm not just your average salesman.
I'm a 'werewolf'.
With a woofer that out 'woofs' all wolves.
AND I'm gonna suck some blood from your neck!
Yep.
I'm gon' lay some happy on your 'Halloween'.
Bet?
Would you like,
Some candy? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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
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I Thought I Saw You Last Night
Im not easily scared by things that go bump in the night
Theres not many things that give me a fright
I can walk down a lonely block
And not alot can make my old knees knock
But theres one thing that scares me the most
Its when I think I see a ghost
And I thought I saw you last night
Ive been lately thinking about oujia board
And maybe contacting souls seated by the lord
Cause all the shadows on my street
Bring the sounds of shuffeling feet
But theres one thing that scares me the most
Its when I think I see a ghost
And I thought I saw you last night
Threw salt over my shoulder
I knocked on wood
Dont step on cracks
But it does no good
I drink bourbon to calm my nerves
Read an old book and chant some verse
Hold hot coals in the middle of my fists
Take advice from my exorcist
Hallelujah hail mary
Holy moly this is scary
For instance last night I went to a scary movie
And I tried real hard not to let it get to me
But I just kept looking over my shoulder
The wind got hands and I got colder
But theres one thing that scares me the most
Its when I think I see a ghost
And I thought I saw you last night
Im not easily scared by things that go bump in the night
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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
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Party Freight Night
They were coming from all around
For this party was world renown.
From the European countries they
Gathered about,
with screams of horror
And shrilling shouts.
Frankenstein, Dracula, the Mummy too.
They all knew what they had to do.
Then we had Witches of every kind
Most were ugly, but some were fine.
Then came the werewolf with his family
She wolf, bob wolf, and sue wolf too
They would howl and snap at the moon
Because they knew it would end too soon.
Let us not forget our little goblin friends
They’ll be at the party from
the beginning to the end.
Then the leprechaun with his pot of gold
Someone stole it and now his horrors unfold
Then the headless horseman who rides at Night
Holding the Grim pumpkin lantern with a candle so bright.
Then we had Casper s cousin- Spooky the ghost
And the ghastly trio who loved to fly
And dropp pumpkins from the sky.
This is the party that they wait all year for
That with all humans they could settle the score.
What can we expect from these monsters that night?
How about FEAR when they turn out the lights.
poem by Louis Rams
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Come Dance With Me
Come dance with me
On this Halloween night
Watch out for the gobblins
They might give you a fright
Come dance with me
And listen to the witches cackle
And as we go around the fire
Listen to the sticks pop and crackle
Come dance with me
Sorry if I step on your toes
For I never got use to
All these to-and-froes
Come dance with me
In that long black dress
Oh you look so hot
I may as well confess
Come dance with me
In the moons bright glow
If love is for real
We are about to know
Come dance with me
Until the morning light
And once we kiss
Everything will be alright
poem by Norman Hale
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Oh, Halloween Eve
Owls are screeching
It’s icy cold outside,
The wind is howling
Leaves crackle under feet
On neighbor’s porches,
Glowing pumpkins greet
Arms are reaching
For candy baskets,
Kids are seeking
Shadows creep up on you
You almost scream,
When ghosts fly by n’ go boo!
Witches everywhere
On scruffy brooms,
Fly thru the night air
Costumes are a fright
Oh, Halloween Eve,
What a spooky night!
A Poem By Eva (Age 7)
poem by Ray Lucero
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