The Hallowe'en Tree Poem

by Wendy A.
© 2006 - 2008
All Rights Reserved
(This is the poem that
accompanies the image
at the top of my blog.)


The Hallowe'en Tree

October’s wind begins to change.
A chill comes blowing in.
The colored leaves fall off the trees.
It’s Autumn time again.

Pumpkins ripe upon the vine.
Scarecrows standing guard.
The scent of burning leaves entwine,
the piles raked in the yard.

Children choose their costumes.
Townsfolk decorate their porches.
Jack O’ Lanterns shining bright,
become the welcome torches.

Invitations are mailed out,
for a night of Merrymaking.
The Apple Cider’s toasty warm,
and Pumpkin Pies are baking.

The time draws nigh for scary things,
that go bump in the night.
Like Witches, Vampires, Goblins, Spooks…
Those things which give us fright.

As the Gypsy Fortune Teller,
looks into her Crystal Ball,
Our Séance summons up the ghosts,
of Samhain, one and all.

The veil between the worlds grows thin.
The witching hour is here.
Tonight, we meet to celebrate,
the Harvest Time of year.

The Moon is full, so come join in,
the ‘Autumn Jamboree’,
and Conjure up some Spooky Spells…
with Midnight Alchemy.

As we Revel in the Magick…
Of the Hallowe’en Tree!