All Hallows Eve–an Acrostic

Photo: losangelesparanormalassociation.com
Photo taken in Nevada’s Goldfield Hotel–allegedly one of the many entities that hang around there.

All Hallows Eve
An Acrostic

Any soul not yet at rest
Loosens the grip of uncertainty,
Leaves the abode of the dead, wanders

Here and there amongst the living.
As darkness enfolds earth’s visage
Lost spirits roam, hungering for
Love once refused, lessons to be learned.
Only those still in this realm who understand
What is required to seek fulfillment
Strive to offer hope and prayers.

Even these must wait to cross
Vast worlds and unexplained dimensions
Eventually to rest in peace.

I had this post ready to go for dVerse Poetics, till I realized the prompt was for a bit of ghostly humor…and this leans more towards grim. But it is Halloween in a couple of days, so here’s a dose of restless spirits (just like the kids will be after their sugar binges). Have fun everyone and Happy Halloween. Linking to dVerse Open Link Night where poets prowl. Join us.

Halloween Haiku–Gooseberry Gardens

Image via Wikipedia

Gooseberry Gardens is looking for Halloween treats…or maybe even a trick or two.

Halloween Haiku

Wee creatures prowling
among graveyards and goblins—
beg us for a treat.

All Hallows’ Eve–dVerse Open Link Night

Image by andy castro via Flickr

All Hallows Eve
An Acrostic

Any soul not yet at rest
Loosens the grip of uncertainty,
Leaves the abode of the dead, wanders

Here and there amongst the living.
As darkness enfolds earth’s visage
Lost spirits roam, hungering for
Love once refused, lessons to be learned.
Only those still in this realm who understand
What is required to seek fulfillment
Strive to offer hope and prayers.

Even these must wait to cross
Vast worlds and unexplained dimensions
Eventually to rest in peace.

I suspect that this will not be the only Halloween poem to be served up over at dVerse Poet’s Pub for Open Link Night: https://liv2write2day.wordpress.com  Drop by for a treat…maybe even a trick, and enjoy some hot cider with a shot of brandy to warm you up…Brian Miller is tending bar. Be sure to bring your poetry to share with the rest of us or a hex upon you! But be assured, there is no theme; you can share whatever you want.

Jingle’s Poetry Potluck–“All Hallow’s Eve”

 

All Hallows Eve
An Acrostic

Any soul not yet at rest
Loosens the grip of uncertainty,
Leaves the abode of the dead, wanders

Here and there amongst the living.
As darkness enfolds earth’s visage
Lost spirits roam, hungering for
Love once refused, lessons to be learned.
Only those still in this realm who understand
What is required to seek fulfillment
Strive to offer hope and prayers.

Even these must wait to cross
Vast worlds and unexplained dimensions
Eventually to rest in peace.

Submitted to Jingle’s Poetry Potluck: http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/

For more information on the origins of Halloween: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/All_Hallows_Eve

Sunday 160–“Halloween”

Sunday 160 in which you post prose or a poem consisting of exactly 160 characters. See for yourself and join the fun: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Halloween

Monsters troll
the ‘hood.
Winds howl, leaves crunch,
Hubby lurks on the porch,
cigar, red wine, a mask
(Albert Einstein)
watches sports
on a laptop.
I’m warm, inside.