Halloween Night

Leaves crackle
Witches heckle
Sun sets in fading light
Ghosts go boo in the night
Moon glows big in sky
Werewolves run howling by
Kids trick or treat to doors
Halloween is awake outdoors

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5 Bird Haikus

Flutter wings above
Morning skies soars eagle
Crossing over sun.

Owl’s golden eyes peer
Out from hallow tree waiting
For evening dinner.

Small unseen birds on
Trees chirp their music for all
To hear their sweet songs.

Bare branch of winter
A blue jay perches a top
Waiting in the cold.

Loose feather falls down
From flapping wings of flying
Birds heading down south.

Pumpkin Carving

Must be ripe, no blemish upon the surface
All orange, no dent all around
Sides ripple, bulge out on table under papers
Knife slices around top
Hands gently pulls the top off
Gooey glop, seeds spit out
While digging, scooping insides
Of your now hollow internal bulk
Ever so gently the knife caresses your side
Carving not one but two triangles side by side
Now staring out blankly across the room
Between them another triangle
Will breathe life with flickering light
Now for piece of art you are carved a smile
One you will wear when treaters come to your door
Ragged knife carves through you
No sound escapes your now parted lips
A toothy grin you give as sign of approval
So gently a candle lowers down your darken inside
Then with a flick a light comes alive
You glow with all your might
Now you are glowing piece of art

And Death

Should it be given dominion on the Earth?
Has death not taken freely what it wants
All people and animals come into it grasp.
Light fades from their eyes as death takes them
Letting them sleep in its bosom; carried far away.
Hither death comes near to take thee
Away to your final resting place
Voiceless death comes closes your eyes;
Evermore you will rest in its bosom.
Nameless death comes to all
Over years it comes to claim our souls
Does it still have dominion now?
Oh, souls taken freely death gathers
Many under its gathering wings
It comes creeping in silently
No, death should not have dominion
It is too silent; too stealthy in it tasks
Of taking life away from one who has love me
No, death should not have dominion on the Earth.