Halloween

More than a knee-jerk reaction
More than a dimpled attraction

(Come to me) ... she's not right for you
Pretty, Summer tart seems brittle
Maybe an overdose of sheen
Welcome to darkness
Come and lose your soul, fall in love with Halloween

More than just a growl in the breeze
(I am) ... more than fiery tease

(Come to me) ... she's not right for you
Do you crush for Princess Sunshine
Or do you crave Witching Hour's Queen?
Welcome to darkness
Come and lose your soul, fall in love with Halloween

There's a reason why ghostly season is clever
Nothing here can die and I'll haunt you forever
Welcome to darkness
Come and lose your soul, fall in love with Halloween

(your) Trembling fingertips, crimson black ribbons
(my) Bloody-kiss lips, (Sweetness), you are forgiven
For turning-on to the ideal,... buzzkill maker
No one could be faker, she's so not right for you
Her fleeting brush aims fickle play
But my hooks tickle every day

Come to me, close, so close, so close
A razor couldn't slip between
Welcome to darkness
Come and lose your soul, fall in love with Halloween

(c) Kay Irvin

The Ghosts and Autumn Tambourine

Perhaps travelers all in at twilight
Searching for leaves and bed to rest a dream
So I thought, as October's playful child
And I crept the fortress of their lit scene
Flickering candlelight and tambourine

All souls gathered round a high bonfire
They offered flowers kin the May month green
For the cool mist of the changing season
Left the briar thick but the garden lean
Petals showered down from the tambourine

Coven choir sang with arousing voices
For to the depth and all the woods between
I was so captured with rustic beauty
Nearly forgetting the eve, Halloween
A haunting sound fell from the tambourine

Dusky dance and images illusion
Filled my mind but was loving gift to glean
Starry candles illuminated peace
All Hallows stirred shadows, casting forth serene
Chanting, chanting the world and blessed be

(c) Kay Irvin

Haunting Promise

There, among the ginger, Autumn leaves
Where in cinder hues dance eerie eves
With crisp edges shadow gliding rush
Blown to your door and scattering crush
Know ... I am but a whisper away

There, amid the late, October rain
Where chill billows mist to window stain
With some formation memory holds
Inscribed reach through your slit curtain folds
Know ... I am but a whisper away

You are not mad, who dream when awake
The witching hour makes no mistake
There, as the tall clock chimes thirteenth bell
You will find the haunt that promised dwell

There, within the hazing before dawn
Where to morning envies ghostly swan
With cast drifting between gleam and gloom
You will not be alone in your room
Know ... I am but a whisper away

(c) Kay Irvin