A dark path he trod,
his light was dim,
yet naught but God
would frighten him.

Upon the gate
there was a head,
which rolled its gorey eyes
and said:

"No man may enter here save one,
else eager ghoulies get their fun!"

He faultered not,
released the hinge
his eyes were hot,
though he did not cringe.

Upon a pillar
there was a crow
who opened his beak
to say "do you know,

"The man who dwells here, he is no fool,
Turn back now or face the ghoul!"

He did not flinch,
nor bat an eye,
and in a cinch,
the crow did fly.

On he soldiered,
past horrors deep,
like things that whispered
in your sleep.

Upon a pile of rotted bones,
there stood a pair of nimble gnomes
they stared at him for a short time,
and then in chorus did they chime:

"Take heed, young warrior, don't be so numb,
for soon the haunting time will come!"

He did not pause
he did not shout,
and soon the gnomes
did wander out.

Soon, upon the door he knocked,
and not long after the whole house rocked,
as booming voice called out to him,
with a raucous mighty din:

"Who is he, dares enter here,
against the warnings he did hear?"

The boy, he stood there, patiently
while unseen hand did turn a key.

"What do you want?!" yelled a man quite old
quite antisocial, and known as cold.

The boy just stood there,
his hair was neat
and with his hands spelled
"Trick or Treat."



.... not quite sure where I was going with this now... but I guess it's kinda cute. It doesn't feel quite done yet, but I'll work on it.

I dunno where you was going either...lol. I know where it ended up though. I liked this one a lot.

I read her poem,
she has the knack
her words are tight,
and without slack
kudos I give,
as I have seen
She'll be a hit,
come Holloween.

Halloween is my favorite holiday... hehehe costumes...