Evening shimmers wet with Autumn rain
It's sheen reflectors, mirrors, eyes
Of cavorting shadows amongst the fey
Like city tinsil this Samhain night,
Oh how lovely colors celebrate
With ghostly kin & youthful lights...
With cirque painted skins and facade
Of candied ghoulish grins,
How sweet & innocent the haunted highs
Infects each home, "trick'r'treat" of hymns.
Laughter like All's been forgiven,
All seems right, again...
Though hidden faces - forgotten sins,
Speak sie la vie this holiday,
With carved pumpkins, witches' cry,
Screams are as illusion as the fright,
This Samhain even tide .
It's all babes and monsters ball
This hallowed eve
This Samhain night
Tra la li, tra la lay
Then tomorrow is Hop tu naa...
The days after for all our saints...
Come the winter will be white,
As the ghosts this Samhain night.
Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 12:51 AM UTC
Evening shimmers wet with Autumn rain
It's sheen reflectors, mirrors, eyes
Of cavorting shadows amongst the fey
Like city tinsil this Samhain night,
Oh how lovely colors celebrate
With ghostly kin & youthful lights...
With cirque painted skins and facade
Of candied ghoulish grins,
How sweet & innocent the haunted highs
Infects each home, "trick'r'treat" of hymns.
Laughter like All's been forgiven,
All seems right, again...
Though hidden faces - forgotten sins,
Speak sie la vie this holiday,
With carved pumpkins, witches' cry,
Screams are as illusion as the fright,
This Samhain even tide .
It's all babes and monsters ball
This hallowed eve
This Samhain night
Tra la li, tra la lay
Then tomorrow is Hop tu naa...
The days after for all our saints...
Come the winter will be white,
As the ghosts this Samhain night.
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