Summertime has come and gone
Autumn now dancing on its grave,
Making merry with multicolored leaves and anthropomorphized gourds—
Halloween, a beacon of light in the ever-darkening days,
A celebration of life entwined in the gruesome traditions of the afterlife—
It invites out our creativity, our inner muses, and entices us to delight,
Never-ending marriage of festivity and death.
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Poet’s note: This poem was inspired by #14 on Chloe Rose Violet’s list of October writing prompts, which can be found below:
You can also find my poem inspired by prompt #7, “The Faust Deal”, here:
My microfiction inspired by prompt #5, “The Ceremony”, can be read here:
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Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
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Comments (4)
Beautifully written and inspiring!!!❤️❤️💕
I just recently discovered Samhain and I am loving it. It is like a new world of understanding beyond the norm. Such a lovely creative poem.
oooooh I love this!! 😍😁
This is a perfect acrostic to set the mood for Halloween! You did very well with this prompt!