Happy Halloween, readers, writers & friends!
To celebrate one of my favorite nights of the year, here’s a spooky, new poem. It was inspired by the photo above (thanks to Jerry Shafer).
Night Ghosts
Carve gourdish ghouls by lamplight,
they shan’t contain our fervor to just one night.
Ancestors dance by bonfires
toast bounty of fall
while door to door the Mummers call.
Lay your feast for your century’s clan,
the veil flutters thin this Samhain.
Children glimpse what adults fear
spirits follow us throughout the year.
-October, 2018
Discover more of my poetry in In The Questions: Poetry by and about Strong Women, available now from Spider Road Press: http://spiderroadpress.com/book-store/
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