Witchy Halloween, a poem by Michael Lee Johnson at Spillwords.com
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Witchy Halloween

Witchy Halloween

written by: Michael Lee Johnson

@poetrymanusa

 

Inside this late October 31st night,
this poem turns into a pumpkin.
Animation, something has gone
devilishly wrong with my imagery.
I take the lid off the pumpkin’s head
light the pink candles inside.
Demons, cry, crawl, split, fly outsides —
escape, through the pumpkin’s eyes.
I’m mixed in fear with this scary, strange creation.
Outside, quietly tapping Hazel the witch,
her broomstick against my window pane rattles.
She says, “nothing seems to rhyme anymore,
nothing seems to make any sense,
but the night is young.
Give me back my magical bag of tricks.”
As Robert Frost said:
“But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep.”

Michael Lee Johnson

Michael Lee Johnson

Michael Lee Johnson lived ten years in Canada, Vietnam era. Today a poet in the greater Chicagoland area, IL. published in 2,013 small press magazines, 42 countries; 238 YouTube poetry videos. He has been nominated in poetry for 2 Pushcart Prize awards, and 5 Best of the Net nominations over the years.
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