Enlarge them if you dare....
As the sun was setting, I hiked to the pumpkin patch
to await the arrival of the great pumpnin.
With darkness setting in, strange things came flapping
at my face.
Others, wrapped in their black cloaks, were still
hanging about waiting for the blanket of night to
take to the skies...did I see the glint of fangs?
Shivering a little, I hurried on, breathing a little faster
and desperately curbing the impulse to look behind me.
Passing the graveyard, whisps of grey fog? floated on the
breeze curling around my knees and sending chills up my
spine. I forced my eyes to look away fron the shadows
and stumbled along my teeth chattering in my head.
An owl's wing or was it someone elses, brushed my
cheek, my knees crumpled beneath me and as I looked
up I saw the hanging trees on the crest of the hill....
That was the last straw, I turned tail and stumbled
back past the graveyard, breaking into a run with
rustlings all around, my hands flailing cobwebs from my
face,
when the moon rose darkened in the midnight sky,
bats and larger darker shadows outlined against it.
In a cold sweat, I barely made it back to be met
by witches and skeletons dancing around a bonfire,
ah, the comforts of home.
Thank you Klaus and the SkyWatch team for giving us
this outlet for Halloween.
