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Cats Ghosts Halloween Poetry Witches

Little Ghost’s Tale

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

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Brevity Halloween Poetry

Ghostly

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.)

 

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Ghosts Halloween

The Little Ghosts Tale

This piece appeared in the forward poetry anthology “Darkest Before Dawn”.  Thought i’d share it here….

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.

http://allpoetry.com/poem/11245065-The-Little-Ghosts-Tale-by-InkdropK