A poltergeist knocked over a chair in my mind 
waking me on a sunny day while clouds 
foreshadowed the night 
when the veil between 
here and there was thinest.

Candles burned quiet 
inside carved faces
casting eery light along 
cold dark trails as we walked.

Crisp leaves underfoot 
crackle as creepy goblins 
walk in quiet search 
for chocolate and apples.
 
Wispy warlocks and smiling shamans
dance by a bright bonfire lighted to guide
weary searching souls traveling under a
ghostly yellow moon 
shadowed by a cloud 
so silver faced elves 
can hunker safe on
All Hallows Eve.