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I love the ambience of Halloween

One eerie night a year

Leafless trees stretch and gently scratch the moonlit sky

Gothic sentinels oversee reincarnated ancient rituals

Pale moons chase scared shadows into sacred corners

Dry leaves rattle across vacant pavement

Skeletons from discarded graveyards

Through streets laden with goblins and hobgoblins,


ghouls and ghosts

Jasons and Freddy Kruegers, and Disney posers

and a host of unimaginative greed mongers,

I wander.

Cries of Halloween apples

ring hollow in the ears of those

who know the ice-in-the-bowel fear of an undone zipper.


At the party

the hostess ( airhead ) introduces the me she knew yesterday

a lithe redhead says she knows me but doesn’t recognise my face

I insist I’m not myself tonight

Satisfied she explains her philosophy

I think I am a fridge because when I close my eyes

the lights go out

but when I open them

they come on again.

I speak seductively about open-womb surgery;

she delivers a discourse on midwifery.

It is halloween and the scariest thing in the room

is this long legged redhead without costume.

I offer to take her home

On the way she insists she is a witch

I laugh incredulously

I chuckle, chortle, I even guffaw!

Until she puts her hand on my knee and I turn into

a motel

where I ask the desk clerk dressed in black

for a room with a deja view

Not again? he inquires.

In the morning I awake

alone … and afraid …

fear is not having someone to hold.

About kelticking

Theatre Artist, writer and teacher. Spent most of my life defending my sanity to a world that finds me strange. My imaginary friends are more empathetic and caring than any real friends have proven to be. Even family exist in a different dimension. Someone,however,loved me long enough to share three children who now are messing up their children in the same or different way than I did. And as sputnik and race horses travel so do we my fellow earth travellers.

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