Halloween Poems by KPRIMM

another poem

Trick or treat.....by KPRIMM

Trick or treat
smell my feet
give me something good to eat

That's the music that you hear
up and down the street

So much power in those words
and OH what joy it brings
candied apples,packs of gum,and other tasty things

oarnge witch whistles
candy corn,some wax vampire's teeth

a Snickers bar, a Milky way
and Hey! right theres a Heath

A pixie stick, a Mary Jane
and theres a Baby Ruth

A mound of candy treasures
in my pillow case of loot

I really love those M&M'S
don't touch my Tootsie Rolls

And thirteen Bit o' Honeys
can never have too much of those

So get your group and don your sheets
and loudly yell it TRICK OR TREAT

Those three magic little words
Let's all yell TRICK OR TREAT!

Another poem

Lament of a zombie....by KPRIMM

once upon a time i guess i looked alot like you
but now i am a zombie and my flesh is turning blue.

I've gone to meet my maker, to nature paid her price
I layed down for a dirtnap, now my head is filled with mice.

I cannot eat,icannot drink, my tongue has turned dark green
I only fit in once a year,and that night's Halloween.

I thought i felt emotions swelling up inside of me,
but that was just an earthworm as it wriggled to get free.

I shambled down the street unsure of wich way i should go
I have no mind to make up...at least I don't think so.

So as your walking down the street watch for a piece of me,
Theres always something falling off just send it back to me.

I now live in a graveyard but theres nothing i can do,
Be respectful when you tread here or i just might come for you!

poem scratch scratch scratch

Scratch scratch scratch.....by KPRIMM

Scratch scratch scratch
i can hear it on the wall
it really creeps me out a bit
at night time most of all

scratch scratch scratch
at the window by my head
i think i hear the scratching
coming from beneath my bed.

scratch scratch scratch
can you hear it on the floor?
i hope it's not a monster
lurking just behind the door.

scratch scratch scratch
it's getting louder drawing near
maybe i should jump up
and high tail it out of here

scratch scratch scratch
now it's much too late to run
i think it's right beside me
and i think that i am done

scratch scratch scratch
i can't tell just where it's at
good grief it's not a monster
it's just george.....our cat.

The old graveyard

Just for fun, here is another poem i wrote while bored at work.

The old Graveyard.....by Kprimm

There is an old graveyard
I always walk by
Where others before me
Have died and now lie.

And when i walk by it
it gives me the creeps
to know that one day
it's there that i'll sleep.

Sometimes i see shadows
and i often hear sounds
could it be coming from those
buried deep underground?

I walked past one evening
it was quite late at night
i could see them there standing
A trick of the light?

I saw one approach
with it's pale outstretched hand
and it beckoned to join it
so i turned and i ran.

now i'll never walk past
that old graveyard again
cuase i'm scared
I may never be heard from again.

the old graveyards still there
and i know in my mind
that the dead are there waiting
just biding their time.

so if you walk past
and you hear the wind moan
it may not be the wind
but them calling you home.