Gnarled Darkly

Wind howls through stony branches

Moon shifts faces with striated clouds

Fresh cut jack-o-lanterns wink their grins

How many kids can we count.by tens

Running, packs of decked-out wolf-pups

reflective skeleton, reaper, gypsy, pirate,

Costumed and cuddly ballerina, a ghost

Huge October moon illuminates the host

Drenching streets in paths orange‘n gold

Doorbells ring, eager outstretched hands

Demanding treats with candied smiles

Dandies energized, can run for miles!

Dark descends, beacon moon blanks out

Sudden air chills, currents foreboding

push through the gaggles of innocence

delivering omens, strange omnipotence

Gnarled trees form ghastly shapes, finger-

leaves tug at sleeves, caught breaths

catch in air, houses now late-shuttered

somewhere steam hisses and sputters

An owl hoots, darkened shape atop a tree

takes rustling flight with pulsing wings

beats the night with waves of glee

clamoring host, giddy ones below, now flee!

To welcoming homes they flow with

tattering rags-to-riches flapping in tow

gripped candy bags swinging, fear beading

their brows, a collective shudder is freeing

It’s delightful to be frightful and frightened!

As UNEXPECTED waits outside looking in

He sees cherub faces asleep in their sheets

old Gnarled Darkly again walks the streets

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