Supernatural Friday: Halloween Macabre

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Darkness spills



its ink across the sky,


Jack-o-lanterns on porches and fences


shine golden light


A cackle,


and a shadow flies against the crescent moon:


It’s a witch on a broom!


Black cat’s yellow eyes are all


you can see in the night


A low hoot calls from a tree,


and an owl swoops down. Scattering leaves.


Childish laughter,


adults’ murmurings,


and doorbell chimes,


It’s Halloween.




An icy breeze swirls around


costumed bodies, causing shivers,


But is the cold,


or something more?


Misty, ghostly forms danced


across neighborhood lawns,


Voices on the air


None mortal,


More shadows flood out


the moon in the sky,


And jack-o-lantern light


blinks out


Children dragging bags of candy


are led by parents


Into safety of homes,


doors and windows locked tight.




All Hallows Eve


now belongs


to its rightful owners,


Let the dance macabre begin!