#Fowc #Scary
Some might say your
Common garden horror flick at Halloween is enough to
Accelerate your heart beat – but
Really, it’s after the festivities of Christmas and New Year
You’ll really scream out – stay off the scales!
Category: Halloween
#fowc #basket
behind each little basket on Halloween night
a little munchkin , male or female, in a
spooky costume, and as the treats
keep on coming this receptacle
eventually fills all the way to the top
toffees, sweets and chocolates for spooky visitors
Categories
Mystery
All Hallows eve, Salford 2017
Maybe it was a ghost that paid a visit
yesterday – but if that’s the case
some ghost has a taste for cocoa and cookies
taken from my suppertime plate
each cookie now resembling a crescent moon
reduced levels in the cocoa mug
yes its a puzzle – whodunnit ?
Entering an empty house can be
Enough to make the most brave of people shiver
Rickety gates and floorboards don’t half make a noise
If the wind travels over them, it’s like something is there
Expecting you, but there’s nothing to be seen
Categories
Evenescent
Mural on a warehouse wall in Old Trafford,
A moment in time.
Not the original – merely a humble
Copy ,
Holding the
Essence or
Spirit of the area around it
Together for all those who live there to
Enjoy it – namely the
Residents
31st October 2016
A poem for Halloween – written by yours truly.
Artwork composed using Colorfy
Old Moggy Mew
By Brian F Kirkham
Old Black cat sits on the broken stone step,
waiting for his owner to appear.
She’s taken to the air in flight
the midnight sky is clear.
And as the stars they move about
A feathered friend appears
An Owl coming from the above loft
“Hello, Cat” he cheers…
somethings brewing on the hill
the ghosts are gathering – feel the chill
moggy mew looks out into hallowed stars
and spots his owner from up there afar
she hovers down softly – and mew leaps on the broom
and with a twitch of the stock – it moves with a zoom
flying cross country and farm and on ranch
as mew holds on tight to the magical branch.
The change in the seasons
It leaves you cold
as you make your way
walking through the woods
First frosts paint delicate crystals
across fallen tree leaves
they crunch underfoot
as you make your way home
as jack frost paints
you pull at your coat
wrapping your scarf
tight round your throat
A noise in the distance
and heart goes a quiver
there’s no one around
and in fear you do shiver.
Something for Halloween – hope you all had an enjoyable night
Witches
enjoy the company of
big furry spiders, as very Few
escape the
beauty of the trap
weaved
enthusiastically
behind a curtain
White threads, Delicately Placed
Every Flies nightmare
Beckons.
With each wiry strand
Each spider awaits his or her
Breakfast
A little ghost came out to play
but found the children ran away
When he appeared that Hallowed Night
He wandered what gave them a fright
He’d been alone in that old spooky house,
with no one to talk to but a passing mouse
who after seeing little ghost wi a squeak
ran off quickly with an eek!
But then one night of New Years Eve,
an old black cat, were playing in leaves…
He spotted little ghosts ghostly head
and decided to play in his house instead.
And the old black cat, brought his chums too
chanting and wailing and all going BOO!
and the ghosties and ghouls all round the place
made friends with the ghost wi’ the bluish white face
So when you see trails on All Hallows Eve,
Don’t be frightened, Don’t worry, Just believe
as the ghosts have their tea at Little Ghosts Place,
the one where the host has a bluish white face
Appearances in a darkened room
can be deceptive to the naked eye
Old Cats, (and sometimes bats)
fly through an old house (in search of a mouse)
At night, in the light, of a midnight moon
it’s not only Owls that fly
So don’t take flight – when something white
suddenly shows up, at night.
(It’s only the old owner, passing by.)
