Halloween

A poem for the season

 

                  Halloween

 

               By James G. Kelly

 

Jack-o-lanterns, costumes, trick-or-treat

Handing out candy sugar sweet

This is what Halloween has become

There is a deeper meaning where I come from

 

It is the witch’s end of year

A night that's shrouded up in fear

The wall that holds back the dead

Gets very thin with rituals read

 

Their spirits free for this one night

They roam the earth causing fright

The cauldron bubbles bat wings boil

Release the dead from the soil

 

Where they've been for many a year

The dead will rise as witches cheer

Wands in woods the circle made

Candles, incense, a sharpened blade

 

New Year blessings to achieve

On this night All Hallows Eve