Tuesday, 23 October 2012


When the freezing night descends,
When crystal chandeliers dim and gray,
When darkness rains upon them,
The ghosts will dance and sway.

When the moonlight drifts below,
When wind moans and whispers foul,
When the forest call her beasts,
The werewolves roam and howl.

When the wizards walk the streets,
When the witches laugh and scream,
When monsters crawl and limp and creep,
Know, my friend, this night is Halloween.


  1. LOVE THIS! XD This is the PERFECT Halloween poem! YAY!
    Delightfully written and so full of wonderful thigns!
    You are epica Sky! This poem is epica! :D
    *hugs tight*
    This is something I would love to recite around the fire after trick or treating!

  2. I forgot to mention, I think this should be another one of your epic poems you submit for publishing. :D

  3. Wow! Great job! I'm usually one for free verse; rhyming is not my style. :)
    -Avon Forest