Disguises are welcome;
Perhaps even required…
Goblins and fairies,
Paladins,
Vampires,
Copyrightable heroes;
Everyone young or young at heart
Smelling of sugar and makeup
Aglow with LEDs.
Most perform their pleases and thank yous,
Some declare ‘Gimme!’
And a few say nothing at all.
Wee ghosts clutch sacks of plunder, and
Junior witches bless the doorbells of crones.
Shame befalls the house with no porch light,
As well it should;
What heathen dares to skip this feast?
But no matter, there’s always that one house
With fog machines and thunder and
Lightning strobes and a scary movie projected onto a
Sheet on the garage door;
And the pensioners giving out
Full-sized candy bars; saints walking among us,
Acclaim!
The shroud between living and dead
Thins and fades this night;
The veil between child and adult
Dissolves.
Mocking our fears as we ought
Sharing our sugar as we can
Reliving childhood as we must:
The Holiest kind of sorcery;
Worthy of more than just one night.
Oct 27, 2025
Oct 27, 2025 at 10:43 PM UTC
Disguises are welcome;
Perhaps even required…
Goblins and fairies,
Paladins,
Vampires,
Copyrightable heroes;
Everyone young or young at heart
Smelling of sugar and makeup
Aglow with LEDs.
Most perform their pleases and thank yous,
Some declare ‘Gimme!’
And a few say nothing at all.
Wee ghosts clutch sacks of plunder, and
Junior witches bless the doorbells of crones.
Shame befalls the house with no porch light,
As well it should;
What heathen dares to skip this feast?
But no matter, there’s always that one house
With fog machines and thunder and
Lightning strobes and a scary movie projected onto a
Sheet on the garage door;
And the pensioners giving out
Full-sized candy bars; saints walking among us,
Acclaim!
The shroud between living and dead
Thins and fades this night;
The veil between child and adult
Dissolves.
Mocking our fears as we ought
Sharing our sugar as we can
Reliving childhood as we must:
The Holiest kind of sorcery;
Worthy of more than just one night.
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