All Hallows Eve
By marandina
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All Hallows Eve
A cacophony of clocks striking,
mordant midnight memories,
tallow candles lit, flickering,
whispers and silent prayers.
Cantaloupe pumpkins grin,
Jack O’lanterns aflame inside,
liminal incandescence of
sanguine, bonfire light.
Church bells ringing, peeling,
sound-echoes for the sacred,
holy martyrs and saints,
remembrance of the Dead.
Thin veil betwixt worlds,
chanted Celtic incantations,
witches scry after twilight,
spells cast in mystic ether.
Dance Macabre of bones,
spirits appear in mirrors,
ghosts roam this earth,
seeking spiritual redemption.
Moss-covered tombstones,
epitaphs obscured by lichen,
Purgatory awaits fresh souls,
until dawn returns again.
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Purgatory awaits fresh souls.
Purgatory awaits fresh souls. That's what I too was told. You capture the fear, awe and excitement.
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Wonderfully spooky and taking
Wonderfully spooky and taking the reader right into the heart of All Hallows Eve...my favourite time of the year, when we remember. Love this poem Paul.
Jenny.
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Your enthusiasm for halloween
Your enthusiasm for halloween shines out from each word!
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I enjoy the time of year,
I enjoy the time of year, Paul, but for the colours in autumn sunshine, the bonfires, the cosiness of dressing up against the cold and warm homes, but that linked to certainty about the future and the dead and evil, not to enjoy fear and shivers! Rhiannon (Pumpkins can be carved into all sorts of shapes to shine light, not just grotesque!)
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Where would I be without your
Where would I be without your atmospheric poems to remind me of important dates? I liked your chanty rhythm where every syllable stands out as if stark in the strange light
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A dark and shivering poem; I
A dark and shivering poem; I loved it!...all things spooky and otherwordly, perfect for Halloween. I love this holiday; thoughts of the unknown and hope those we love are not lost to us, plus all the decorations and spooky good fun. And now I'm just in the mood to watch "Hocus Pocus" and "Bell Book and Candle" HAPPY HALLOWEEN PAUL!
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