Halloween
H
Hollow winds begin to call at dusk
A
Apples bob in basins, crisp and brusque
L
Lanterns grin from every stoop and sill
L
Leaves skitter down the lane, against their will
O
Owls call from bare-branched, moonlit trees
W
Witches gather secrets on the breeze
E
Eyes of amber, orange, flickering low
E
Echoes down the street "trick or treat?" they know
N
Night wraps close its velvet shroud of cold
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