I'm in a Halloween mood, write me a poem, here
is a bit of inspiration from me ....
The moon is witness to all who pass
on this hallowed eve
Spirits rise from cryptic tomb
for those who don't believe
In shadowed demons of the night
their evil vapors reek
To desecrate our innocence
garbed in masked mystique
Of painted smiles that beg for trust
their corners curving sly
To take the unsuspecting soul
...no evidence of why
The moon is witness to all the tricks
by this hallowed thief
It mourns for those who vanish
and winks and blinks its grief
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Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on October 14, 2008
- Rewards: Gold: 300, Silver: 150, Bronze: 75, Honorable mention: 4 people
- Final notes: A big thank you to everyone
Contest Winners
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All souls rise
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It's Halloween night, and my lights are out,
And I really can't seem to sleep.by FatFishDesign 23 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 12 8:17 PM 2008. In Fantasy, Humor, Life
Silver trophy winner
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Samhain feasts are laid that none should hear the spirits’ hungry wail.
Ghosts and witches call and cross the planes from whence they’re w• Commented on by judge. [remove] -
In deepest fall of late October,
Out on a deserted country road.• Commented on by judge. [remove]
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Autumn breeze sings lullaby
As October fest comes byby imperfectperfection 53 lines, 2 comments, on Sep 24 8:50 AM 2008. In Dark, Spooky, Weird, My thoughts• Commented on by judge. -
As black as midnight as cold as steel
an evil scream cuts the silence as the moonby shadow5150 10 lines, 3 comments, on Oct 12 8:47 PM 2008. In Dark• Commented on by judge.
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Gal, love the poem you posted as inspiration, all the images and emotions helter skeltering in twists and turns and I like the background, appropriate, subtle and classy.
Masked mystique I liked especially, oh what ghoulish, gory sights there may be when those masks are slipped from the sin of the skin.
Good luck with the Contest hon,
I may revisit with a tongue in cheek entry re the hallways of halloween, it will be my own Form, including two lines of quivers
two lines of shivers
and end line of lambs livers!
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aww, thank you Yvette for noticing and commenting...hey the end line of lambs livers really makes me shiver so i will take back the lamb and be an indian giver?
Ok so i'm feeling glum i think i'll phone my mum...
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My Gal
Truly it was an inspiration, first Halloween poem that I've read that doesn't include just the traditional things we think of and it's suitable for adults!
I have to ask, as nicely as can be, to please leave my Form as is, to be an Indian giver would be a swizz, it is lambs livers for end line for all the red rivers that will run, I am sorry you are feeling glum and think of phoning interplanetery cyberphonathon to reach your mum, but just betweeen you and me I am sure she would say oh Wil' let the friend from across yonder pond have her quivers, shivers and lambs livers and invite the stripey sock girl to your next hop, chill the beer and BBQ a chop!
NB Don't forget the Mash, the Monster Mash!!!
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Such a change from the genre of movie vampires and trick or treat horror to the eves original chill. Sheer darkness itself bringing out the fear embedded within us. The hallowed eve was never designed to peril us merely with the cavities it may seed, but a time for our spirits to shockingly discover that which goes bump in the night. Very nice indeed.
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I like the poem above! It really reminds me of Halloween!
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thank you for taking the time to comment on my example, appreciate it
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You're welcome!
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Thanks for the comments. Enjoyed all the poems




