A Halloween Concerto

A Halloween poem

A Halloween Concerto

(intro)

In the city of nothing the streets are always dark

The alleys are mean and no one walks in the park

Outside you always can hear mysterious sounds

As the rats chase the cats and the cats chase the hounds

It is dark twenty-four hours a day the sun is never seen

Everybody sleeps on their toes on a trampoline

Smiles are never worn if they are they’re deeply hid

Errant hearts are buried arrantly in coffins without a lid

Nightmares run rampant to catch the un-catchable ghost

As wind blown raindrops fly against the shutting post

As for me I live in the part of the city known as the shallows

Outside my fenced house are the lost love gallows

Broken hearts are strung about like beads on rope

Tears run slow and narrowly down a distant slope

If you ever come through this city please go by quick

Before you are caught by the Devil’s walking stick


(Cadenza)


The long narrow streets wind through the night

Around every corner there is a fresh fright

Dancing shadows following me from behind

As waltzing fears make their way through my mind

On a metal fence a crow caws out my name

I dash away before my soul it can claim

I listen to the sounds of quite screaming in my ears

I run for my home where loneliness always leers

I lock the doors and windows before I hop in bed

I cover myself over with quilt and dread

I hear the drops of cold crimson liquid hitting the floor

As I jump on a nightmare to ride away once more


(Cadenza)


(coda)


Brian lives in the attic of my house

He is usually quiet like a church’s mouse

At night I can hear the pitter-patter of his feet

As he goes into the night to find himself a treat

He likes to pull tricks on the unsuspecting

As he goes merrily along his trip of collecting 

When I hear Brian return from his nightly jaunt

I can hear down the hall as he whispers his taunt

I hide in my bed peeking out from under my quilt

The door to my bedroom slowly opens with a lilt

I see him standing with drops oozing down his lips

As his eyes are covered by a fleshly eclipse

Brian grins the grin of a devilish imp under steroids sway

Then Brian returns to my attic to hibernate for the day