Halloween’s Dance Of Death

Rivers cross at forest dark

A deafening howl on wind doth ride

Of moaning creatures of the night

Hungry to feed and souls to take

The headless horseman, a traitor’s curse

Doomed on galloping steed in haste

A graveyard hero aglow with spirit’s dance

Faceless forms of long dead lives

Emerging from unholy ground

Of unmarked graves and powdered bones

Creatures foretold to haunt the wood

Like sirens call to rudderless ship

Hearkening to the yearn of lights last glimmer

Berserk with madness to escape ground’s prison

The play of death, Halloween’s dance

Free, but for a night, haunting deathly hallows

Awaiting the sign of sun’s first light

To order them back to earth’s embrace.