Demons howl and banshees screech
As the dead are alive again.
Little children with their sugar rush
Saying, “trick or treat?”
Michael Myers knocks on your door
It’s not really him is it? Maybe..
Twilight moon illuminates
decaying trees with branches
Pointing skywards accusingly
Towards the night time skies,
Full of witches on broomsticks.
The fear is near as a man quite grim
Begins to reap the dead harvest.
The haunting has begun on this
Robin McNamara is an Irish poet from Waterford City. He has over 150 poems published worldwide in America, Canada, Ireland and in the UK with Beir Bua Journal, Dreich, Versification, Pink Plastic House, Daily Drunk, Full House Literary Magazine, Dream Journal, Second Chance Lit, Literary Heist, Dwelling Literary & Impspired. A regular contributor to Spillwords since 2018 where he was currently Author of the Month, April 2020. Robin is also involved in the Poetry Ireland prompts. Robin’s debut chapbook, 'Under a Mind’s Staircase' was written during the lockdown in Ireland. Published by Hedgehog Poetry Press, UK.