The air, crisp and cool We see our breath rise We carve pumpkins To have mouths and eyes A scary movie plays On the TV inside Under our beds The spooky things hide A chill down our skin From head to toe Is warmed by cinnamon From a candle’s glow The candy dish, once full… Read More Halloween Night
The blackbirds landed One, two, three Hoping they soon Would eat for free With the colored corn They stuffed their beaks When the cobs were bare They began to seek Their dark eyes shifted Up, down, side For morsels of food Where might they hide? A telling squawk Called the flock To the largest bird… Read More The Blackbirds
A black cat purred at my feet One October Eve on Mayflower Street Circling ‘round my legs with her powderpuff tail While I quickly sorted through the mail The tag on her collar tinkled and chimed The engraved name Roxy glinted and shined Just as I was distracted by the flyer in my hand For… Read More Roxy
The trees tell secrets This time of year They’ll whisper and wait Wondering if you’ll hear Their sad songs Their stories Their laughter Their tears All they’ve witnessed All that’s since disappeared
Cornstalk scarecrows Guard pumpkin patches We get scared at the sound Of screeching door latches That seemingly move By themselves on the barn Where ghosts made from sheets Hang from frayed yarn They spin in the wind Disturbing the night Our eyes grow large At the spooky sight We check what we’re seeing Blinking twice… Read More Chill
Silently As we sleep In the dark of night They crawl and creep Up in the trees Beneath the ground In the air and dirt Is where they’re found But the worst of these Invade our beds Nightmares that live Inside our heads As we sleep Silently
The ghosts float around The haunted house As the black cat chases The possessed mouse Up in the attic Where the bloodsucking bats fly Spiders plot revenge On their next victim to die The jack o’ lantern glows Though no candle is lit Casting shadows on one Who just doesn’t fit He’s jolly and fat… Read More HO HO HELLO
The old bones creaked They popped and locked From deep in the ground Knobby knees knocked Beneath the dirt In their gravel graves To walk once more Is what the old bones craved To dance together On ivory feet With a clickety-clack They crossed the street Aglow from moonlight On this hallowed eve They haunted… Read More Old Bones
It’s a spooky time in Spooksville This time every year There are many spooky tales That surely you will hear About pumpkins and colored corn Grown in the haunted field Their orange skins and yellow husks Oddly, already peeled As the bony ravens feed On kernels of chaos The skeletal mice scurry Deep beneath the… Read More Spooksville
It started as a flicker A barely visible flame It kept on growing Until never the same A hellfire now burned Atop the candlestick Beads of deep crimson Dripped from the wicked wick Hotter and hotter The wicked wick burned Faster and faster It twisted and turned Sinister faces In its plumes of smoke With… Read More The Wicked Wick
Jessica M. Collette 
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