Halloween poem

The witches spook, the goblins laugh.

The trees hug whoever crosses their path.

The moon shines early over head

Could you tell the difference from the walking dead?

Hearts pound, blood races

Eager looks from little faces

Spiders climb up your window

Spinning a web putting you in limbo.

A fly goes by, caught in it’s trap

It’s last breath is it’s mishap

Fancy clothes and Gothic trails

Could you tell what is real?

Mysterious clouds shutter the light

A red film floats through the night

People scream and disappear

Could you run away from your fear?

Walking through this realm where I dwell

Trapped inside my own prison cell

Seeing the orange over glow

Watching people come and go

Freaky things rule the night

We all laugh at your fright

Open your eyes and wonder if it’s a dream

Is everything really as it may seem?