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The Night of Hallowe’en

Peter Goulding

Friday, October 24th, 2003

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Across the moon, black clouds come sweeping,
Tears from heaven gently weeping.
While all mortal folk are sleeping,
Evil stalks the night unseen.
Overhead come witches flying
God’s own natural law defying
Throwing back their heads and crying,
“ ‘Tis the night of Hallowe’en!”

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 In the graveyard, hands come stealing
Through the hard-packed limestone, feeling,
Groping upwards, then revealing
Anguished skulls with eyes obscene.
Skeletons with bones disjointed
Climb from graves now long- anointed,
Like eerie, bony fingers pointed
At the night of Hallowe’en.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Ghastly ghouls with monstrous faces
Howl across deserted places,
As grim Satan’s rule displaces
What was once a natural scene.
Bats come flapping, swooping, screeching,
Diving downwards, over-reaching,
Like tortured, broken men beseeching,
In the night of Hallowe’en.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Up on high, the scene surveying
With his black shorts gently swaying,
Stands the Referee, smile playing
Round his lips of deathly green.
Whistle round his thick neck glinting,
Through the blackness cruelly squinting,
Sunken, darkened eyes imprinting
On the night of Hallowe’en.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 The cards within his pocket twitching,
Magically entranced and itching
To be brandished, while bewitching
Perpetrator so unclean.
Pencil and his notebook handy,
Legs so deathly white and bandy,
Thinner than Mahatma Gandhi,
Unsurpassed at Hallowe’en.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Shaking millions bow before him,
No-one ever dared ignore him,
Men have walked down tunnels for him,
Blighted by his deathly sheen.
He summons up his frightful powers
And down on earth his evil showers,
And every soul before him cowers
Upon the night of Hallowe’en.

© Peter Goulding 24th October 2003

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-night-of-halloween/