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Dear October

I sense you in every hint of orange,
in the depths of a flickering flame.
You carry on the voice that chants,
you're engraved in the pumpkin, a smile.

Sinister yet welcoming,
you hold out arms draped in black
and beckon the world, one fool at a time.

Your abyss is thirty-one days deep.

I wade through your dead dry leaves,
fragrant husks like withered flowers.
You are the willow tree,
your shadow stretches into my heart.

I entered this world in your arms,
a new soul born into a cradle of filth.
You are the witch with the hooked nose,
the black cat with cruel slanted eyes.

You are the laughter of children seeking candy,
you are the screams echoing in a chamber.

You taste like fresh blood and crisp apples,
my dear October.

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  • redmoonnrizing silver member
    October 29

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    Another BRILLIANT piece...it seems you have covered all 5 senses within this write which gives it a bit more depth and dimension...hmmmm...gives me ideas..


  • Vlad St Howler
    October 29

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    Wow!

    This is a very awesome poem. I do believe there could have been more, but it is still great nonetheless. Keep up the good work.