Home on All Hallows Eve

Impending Doom comes all too soon

As the light of the day draws old

And the curtains here are pulled in near

To shelter us all from the cold

For this is the day where evil plays

And the young are found on the street

To be carried away for a night and a day

By the rotting allure of the sweet.

The doors are locked and the hearth is chill

Black cats hide on the windowsill

But Jack-o'-spooks with toothless grins

Are dancing down in the graveyard still

Now they come with a rat-a-tat-tat

A trick or treat and a tip of the hat

Demanding sweets and all of that

While the cobwebs swing from the door

You are not my nightmares fair

Just battering chattering ghosts

So take your tithe and skip away

Wondering who's bagged the most.

Impending Doom comes back so late

As the light of the day draws old

As finally they stumble in

Little nightmares shivering from cold

Their bones are bright and their eyes are dim

And the end of the night is wearing thin

Now they're back you'll know where they've been

Making trouble on Halloween

A.J. Ponder

Quickly wrote this today after Halloweening with the young ones.  Well,  when I say young - I mean my (cough) teenagers, and when I say Halloweening, I mean going out with friends and having a nice time waiting for the trick and treating to finish.  It seemed so civilised.  So much better than waiting at home wondering when they're finally going to get back or traipsing up and down Muritai Rd with teens whose best excuse for trick or treating is that they're "looking after" the young ones.  Hmmm. 

Anyway - I hope everyone had fun and you're not left at home with more sweets than you know what do with.  Until next year :)  

This little piece of trouble has allowed me to use her photograph.   Thank you Illyria from Angel, you look awesome!

A.J. Ponder

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