Every year in October somewhere right around now when the moon hides its face and the shadows come out * they say the spirits awaken
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden17 days ago in Poets
She is waiting for you, I heard him caw As they gathered in the trees Circling a cobbled wall Ivy covered with crimson leaves
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden18 days ago in Poets
the leaves wither in elegant colors along the sidewalks of a neighborhood we all remember from somewhere in our childhood
By D18 days ago in Poets
. : . : . : . : . d r i p d r o p . : . f r o m t h e t i p . . : T I P t o p : . \ /
By Syl De'Vil19 days ago in Poets
When Autumn approach, The new season is ready to change. When the decorations delivered, The festival has awakening. When the fall season awaits,
By Meghan LeVaughn 19 days ago in Poets
“Welcome home, Sweetie!” A young woman runs to her childhood bedroom Gravy bubbles on the stove while someone mashes potatoes
By Polite Adjacent19 days ago in Poets
Orange and red are its colours; pumpkins burgeon, swollen with seeds Carved into lanterns soon, but not yet; cut up for pie, soon, but not yet
By TheSpinstress 19 days ago in Poets
October is a house at the end of a road that wasn't there in September. Two pumpkins uncarved on the porch. A light on for no one. Curtains closed all day.
By Tina D. Lopez19 days ago in Poets
The slumbering isle of October awakes the ‘blinking eye’ of the gorgon Medusa. Where green swells surround her golden flame
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden19 days ago in Poets
It comes without a warning Bold, macabre embellishments Fog machines and skeletons That invitation, “Enter if you dare.”
By Laura Roodenburg20 days ago in Poets
steeped in culture and tradition luring hearts both young and old where the air begins to stiffen as the evening air turns cold
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden20 days ago in Poets
it will always make me think of you. i fell for you then, when the world was shifting into a place i remembered in my younger years.
By D20 days ago in Poets
