On the 31st

Pam Wight posted her delightful Halloween poem on her blog, Roughwriting. The bewitching hour is nearly upon us. Read if you dare.


autumn, HalloweenDark is night, night is just right
As I set my broom aside
with a thought so candle bright
My glowing eyes I can’t hide.

On the date of this fall month
I’m allowed to be my self
even eating my best lunch –
can of worm warts on the shelf.

But maybe I’ll surprise them
My witch cousins and witch friend
I’ll knock on doors because I can
Pretend to be a small human.

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