#spookyseason
October burns in colours no other month can hold
Leaves crack beneath my boots
Each one a reminder that
Endings can be beautiful
Halloween grins on porches
Plastic fangs and candle flames
A carnival of shadows that feels more honest
Than daylight ever does
I love it for its strangeness
For the way it makes the world admit
That there’s something waiting in the dark
And Samhain
The air shifts
The veil thins
I light candles for the ones I miss
Watch the smoke climb into night
Like a message they might still read
I don’t beg them back
I just say "Thank you"
Or that I still remember them
This month is home
The crunch of leaves
The smell of smoke
A carved pumpkin collapsing into itself
While the flame inside refuses to die
October is where I feel most alive
Orange skies and black nights
My body tuned to the hum of it
I will not let you rush me past it
In favor of tinsel and candy canes
This is my season
My altar of colour
Bone
And flame
My love letter written in cider breath
And the sound of footsteps in the dark
October holds all of it
The grief
The joy
The masks
The monsters
The ancestors
The harvest
The truth that nothing really leaves
It only changes form
And I would live here forever
If the year would let me
Sep 30, 2025
Sep 30, 2025 at 12:45 PM UTC
Whoever walks the path at midnight candle in hand
Is processing and prophesied
Deceased and dead
But only in the morning could everyone know
That their fate has been sealed on death row
A boy had been watching to see whose death would be sealed in history
The boy saw two candles that night
But he couldn’t tell: a secret, his mouth held tight
He needed to save them, to their houses he flew
But before he reached the gate an owl in the tree above asked “who?”
They said he couldn’t tell
Better bite your tongue
The spirits will get angry, the owl sung
Go home don’t tell your family no one can know what you saw
You reap what you sow
Now take your secret and go
He waited till morning
To know if they died
The owl asleep while the boy awaked
But, through the night, the owl watched over them for his sake
They lived, but he’s convinced their death day awaits
On the day his secret spills, and he can no longer carry this weight
And every night since then the boy never takes that path home
He hasn't learned to keep secrets
And he cannot carry that weight alone.
Oct 29, 2024
Oct 29, 2024 at 6:49 PM UTC
🎃 JACK-O-LANTERNS 🎃
filled with LIGHTS,
A DAY of HALLOWEEN at NIGHT,
Giving CHILDREN and PEOPLE DELIGHT,
It's HAUNTING time, PREPARE for a FRIGHT.
HALLOWEEN is almost HERE,
The People are FRIGHTENED, and
The MONSTERS CHEER,
RUN-n-GO HIDE the FEELING OF FEAR,
RUNAWAY AND DISAPPEAR!!
ADRENALINE RUSHING All over you,
The FEAR of SPOOKS is long OVER DUE,
THE SPOOKY SEASON is ALMOST HERE,
HALLOWS EVE is CLOSE AND NEAR!!
Prepare yourself
for a FRIGHTFUL NIGHT of
ALL HALLOWS EVE
with FEAR IN SIGHT!!!
B.R.
Date: 10/26/2024
Oct 26, 2024
Oct 26, 2024 at 3:50 PM UTC