October Rhymes, Poems, and more/Hallo’s Eve

Hallo's Eve comes once a year
certain creatures reappear.

Pumpkin faces scare the dead,
filling ghouls full of dread.

Jack-o-Lantern fools the gnome,
we're disguised and free to roam. 

House to house we seek sweet treats
pumpkin lights line the street.

Fading fast and hard to see
spirits hiding in the tree.

one, two, three, four
"EEK," and away they soar.

Pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin face
side by side we'll win this race.

Round the corner, house insight,
dare we run with all our might.

Safe inside we dance with glee
Jack-o-Lantern smiles at me. 

Hallo's Eve comes once a year
certain creatures reappear.

Pumpkin faces scare the dead,
filling ghouls full of dread.

Jack-o-Lantern fools the gnome,
we're disguised and free to roam. 

House to house we seek sweet treats,
pumpkin lights line the street.

Fading fast and hard to see
spirits hiding in the tree.

one, two, three, four
"EEK," and away they soar.

Pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin face
side by side we'll win this race.

Round the corner, house insight,
dare we run with all our might.

Safe inside we dance with glee.
Jack-o-Lantern smiles at me.

A HALLOWEEN LIMERICK 

A HALLOWEEN LIMERICK 

Jasper, the ghost, refuses to float. 
Over water, his stomach would bloat. 
Nightshades took pity- 
Takes him to the city. 
Cruising across the moat by boat. 

Vincent roams the skies by night, 
foraging for flower nectar to bite. 
The flowers all hid, 
afraid of this kid. 
Vanishing by morning’s light.. 

Nettie, the spider, tosses silk threads. 
The wind carries her over the farmstead. 
Free to roam, 
for a new home. 
Spinning her web by the woodshed. 

Pumpkin Pete sits in a patch, grim. 	
He wishes for a face that would grin. 
Along came a farmer, 
who's a great carver! 
Beaming at guests entering the inn.

Shelton Bones travels by scooter
never honking the horn tooter
Ghosts cry yoohoo,
bats screech boohoo.
Skidding downhill, he runs over Rooster.

Luna wishes to fly by moonlight 
seeks a moonbeam to steady her flight. 
sleight hullabaloo 
incoming cockatoo
Tail-spinning, Luna flies till midnight. 

WIP      

Fading fast and hard to see
spirits hiding in the tree.
one to four
watch them soar  
Oh no! It's time to flee. 


The old scarecrow frightens Jeanie 
because she is such teeny weenie.
tiny in size,
hides from prying eyes,
and eats her fill of zucchini. 


 oh me oh my, crazy cross eye witch. 
Shimmering rays steady her flight,
Winnie yearns to fly by moonlight. 
Moonbeams are ready. One cross eye, she's willing to try
She carries her teddy.
Together, they frolic and play till midnight. she frolics and plays past midnight


The great horn owl 

a dinner of mice
is a quite nice
hootie hoot hoot,
what a coot

The Last Harvest
By RL Brown

Wind rustles the leaves 
Trees shimmer yawning deeply 
Anticipation

Autumn equinox,
the balance of light and dark,
time juncture converts. 

Turn your face eastward.
Fall moon on the horizon
blazing golden hues.

Extravagant colors!
The migratory birds last song.
Light wanes for evening.

Nature's splendor yields 
a harvest of abundance, 
Thankfulness expressed. 

Inner autumn calls,
time to embrace season’s change.
The wind howls for rest.

Light narrows yet shines.
Truth displayed for all to see, 
God’s bountiful grace. 

Counterfeit death nears. 
The last harvest, winter comes.
Weary souls find rest. 

October Haiku