Halloween began as a holiday for individuals who practiced the occult. It has since turned into something completely different. Halloween is about the fun of dressing up and pretending to be someone else for a night. Trick-or-treating and children gorging themselves on way too much candy. Attending costume parties and the thrill of a good scare. Carving pumpkins into jack-o'-lanterns and decorating homes. Halloween has become a celebration of Autumn. There may also be a sinister aspect to the holiday when children believing they are entitled to receive candy vandalize property.
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Analysis of Form and Technique
Against the black void, looms the lunar sphere.
Hungry ghosts haunt, satisfied by fright.
Oh my! The children's faces blanch in fear.
And thus the small summit embodies white.
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My next door neighbor is a witch,
And she lives way down in a ditch.
Her clothing is a little strange,
Because she never wants to change.
I REALLY GOT SCARED OMG but YES this poem is really so so so funny.
On one mystic, magic night,
Jack O Lanterns glowing bright,
kids with bags of candy sweet,
roam door to door and street to street,
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Jack comes every year to visit me,
And his grin just makes me smile.
Nearly toothless, he doesn't care.
He happily laughs all the while.
You know you've seen it around before
Tailing your car to the grocery store.
Just out of sight from where you stood
That fleeting and unforgettable black hood.
I wouldn't live in a haunted house;
It's something I just wouldn't do.
Not in creepy haunted house.
Not with me or even with you.
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Damp darkness befalls as gray fog settles in.
Frightening shadows lingering within.
Footsteps echo through the black, eerie night
I spot the hills
With yellow balls in autumn.
I light the prairie cornfields
Orange and tawny gold clusters
I saw a shadow passing by,
Thinking it just a trick of the eye.
I turned on the light, but no one was there,
Though I noticed a fragrance, thick in the air.
When days grow short and nights get cold
And autumn trees turn red and gold,
Move, we may, through sun drenched days
'Midst leaves and berries and bales of hay.
What a brilliant poem that perfectly captures Halloween Night.
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