O, This Midnight Halloween-Writ
written by: Jim Bellamy
o, this midnight halloween-writ raises ghosts from water.
as we tread for bobbing hallowing blood, halloween devils under us
carries a sister’s tricky treater of topped turnip ghosts with
snakers of rotting apple-wytched bed-corpses.
this scarecrow road, as popped in head as stormers,
share deadening tricky-treated lips with a bedded lucifuge…
a winch of fallen gallowers sets alight to Guideo whilst
a warlocker of falons enmeddles man with vamp-hagglers,
& we dig for turniped scissor-wine when in bodies.
all-hallows-weave strides the scared mass where rain cuts
all-killers aside a strangled goblin-brawl with facelessness
entissuing All Hallows with wicked sweets and mindlessness?
Jim Bellamy was born in a storm in 1972. He studied hard and sat entrance exams for Oxford University. Jim has won three full awards for his poems. Jim has a fine frenzy for poetry and has written in excess of 22,000 poems. Jim adores the art of poetry. He lives for prosody.
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