The moon is full
On this sleepless night
A time for all… to sit in fright.
Demons will dance, and witches will brew
While luring young souls to their fateful rue.
Beggars will play deep into the night
As crow take to wings… on an endless flight.
Goblins and ghosts will take to the air
Filling the night with a fearful despair.
Tricksters will play,
And doorbells will ring…
Giving a chill, to the dark autumn scene.
As candle gives light in a soft spooky tone,
As the carving of faces adorns darkened homes.
For nigh is this night so waited upon…
When spirits will rise, in hopes to move on
Sweet jubilation a feast to be sure…
For all hallows eve is finally here.
Antony King 2018