October 31stA Poem by Tony HwilkaA mute calcium ghost Observes silently My left hand nervously Rubbing chin -- agape
The drapes of night envelope The day -- all night Transforming children to Ghoulish -- goulash -- gourd
My mind intersperes Gory tales of witches Knees nestled Wipping brooms
Agitating wintry breeze Chills skin Cries of werewolves Goblins from the trees
Knock -- knocks on the door My heart erratically beats Beats with fright
Appalled I bequeath Fruit -- candy -- and more Please Ocober 31st Please leave my door.
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Added on September 24, 2008 AuthorTony HwilkaWillingboro, NJAboutIn the land of poetry I've been very luckly. I have had my own poetry show on radio station WTTM Trenton N.J. reading my poetry from 1982 -- 1990. Was president of the Southern Poets of N.J. and still.. more..Writing
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