Genre: Horror, Holiday
by Joe Ouellette
North Winds drive Indigo clouds taking bites out of a ripe pearl moon.
Crisp salads of autumn leaves peppered with road dust
and salted with early snow dress the road.
Porches in glowing pumpkin yellow corn stalks and hay bales
Staging this night of innocent disbelief.
A joyous man with swaying farm lantern
shepherds laughing children in castoffs
Riotous patchworks of fabric, texture and color.
Running house to house.
Flashing eyes fool no one.
Tribute demanded in shy and halting style,
freely given accompanied by Shakespearian
“who’s this” and “oh your scary”!
This joyful extortion of bounty,
This wonderful sharing of the night.
Sense the counterpoint of fearful dress and crystal ringing voices
The tingling serendipity of a child’s delight!
Home now… run! The sack is full
Cold and windy evenings build the chill
Only warm milk, a throw and…
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