There before your golden ember
I could easily remember
Ghoulish-faced trick-or-treaters dancing
Behind great bags and hopes a'prancing
On the eve of stark November.
Pumpkins sodden as they were
Original reasons now a blur
With faces carved in frightful laughter
Down from under the harvest gathered
To strew the way with garish mirth.
Yet there in Mama's kitchen stands
A cook who's baking pies by hand
No trick could muscle such a treat
Of Golden brown and spicy sweet
She's made it known her pumpkin's plans.
And long October's night in walking
Toward a town were bravely stalking
Three autumn youth forsook the rest
In hopes their bounty would be the best
The fear of silence would stoke the talking.
Afar a howl is suddenly heard
Against the other's limbs they gird
A rustle, scratch, and frantic beat
That trips the other's toes to feet
It's just the owl - October's bird.
A raucous laughter surely followed
The afore-felt stomach swiftly swallowed
By visions of werewolves suddenly loosed
And fresh wolf bane and slashing tooth
Three tales of stardom now drilled hollow.
So, what? The booty's now in reach
The jack-o-lantern beckons each
You ring the bell, I'll knock instead
We'll gorge on cookies and ginger bread
And cider to quench the thirst we've breached.
Then wearily trudging home at last
Tomorrow's feast a school day's fast
And lunch will be an afterthought
Of jelly beans and juggernuts
And specters in the looking glass.
The kamikaze truckers wheel
At home the dealers freedom steal
Adrift in circa '86'
The bogeyman now needs a fix
Dear Halloween has gotten a chill.
The apple, once a student's lark
Its exciting crunch vitality's mark
Now cyanide and strychnine laced
Razors mar the waxen faee
A terrible hoax does grace the dark.
And children look about in fear
Unknown to them the witching year
For Easter eggs are now unsafe
And devilment has Christmas' place
An aging baby now appears.
And like a prodigal, lonesome member
Lost among the thickened timber
Days like dinosaurs ruined and buried
Tomorrow's goblin now miscarried
I'm drawn so to your dying ember.