Samhain, a poem by Linda Marie Hilton at Spillwords.com

Samhain

Samhain

written by: Linda Marie Hilton

 

Goblins, gremlins, ghosts, galore
Tis time to dwell in horror
For briefly this blackest night
We may all be in a fright
The boundary may be riven
Twixt those live and those driven
Out of life and into night
To a place devoid of light
Back to us they may now pass
To accost us and cause gasps
“to avenge deaths we return
Our witan plans do not spurn
We wish to tell of foul deeds
That renders us grist for weeds
That those at fault our deaths must
Pay the price: now become dust
So comfort us with warm cloaks
Feed us mead beneath the oaks
Where murderers will soon hang
Where ropes will their necks soon wring
As we convene in life’s veil
To gaze upon hill and dale
To once more greet and well meet
Those to us whose lives are sweet
We cherish these magic hours
To dwell again in life’s bowers
So hug us well and us tell
Of all that passed outside of hell
Next year we’ll be again free
To our kith and kin glad see
Now do not bolt in cold fright
But clasp us well on this night.”

Linda Marie Hilton

Linda Marie Hilton

Born and raised in Massachusetts, Linda Marie Hilton moved to NYC in her early 20's and resided there over a decade. She studied oboe, dreaming of becoming an orchestral musician, starved, studied accounting and became an accountant, starved. She moved out west, starved and became a poet. She is the author of "Words of a Feather Hawked Together."
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