2025 Halloween Poetry Challenge

[SmilingLez]

One rule simple, post Halloween themed poetry (any genre) HERE before November 1, 2025.

 

[Tzara]

All Hallows' Eve

A day to celebrate the dead,
the grave, the way our lives all end.
Weird costumes, filling all with dread—
this day that celebrates the dead
might warn us how our lives are led
and caution us to make amends
before that day we too are dead
and laid in graves, our lives at end.

 

[SmilingLez]

Whispers of Halloween

Night's chill, Halloween's scream,
Empty streets, a living nightmare's dream.
Pumpkins rot, grins twisted tight,
Evil stirs softly in the night.

Masked faces hide what’s truly real,
Hollow laughter, no joy to feel.
Whispers crawl in the suffocating dark,
Each shadow lurking, igniting a spark.

Candy-coated traps, sweetened with lies,
Underneath masks, the dead silently rise.
You think you’re safe, but there’s nowhere to run -
In the depths of Halloween, the darkness has won.

 

[Angeline]

On Buckingham Mountain

When Mar and I drove up
the twisty road it was late
afternoon and a bit chilly.
Wind was blowing the last

brown leaves to the ground.
They skittered, brushed past
my bare arm like crawly things,
but it's silly to psych myself

even if it was almost Samhain,
beginning of the dark time
when the veil between worlds
is thin. Still it was lovely

on the mountaintop with fields
and woods spread below us
and the Sun starting to dip
toward the trees. Peaceful.

We shared a joint and Mar said Look,
doesn't the old chapel look a lot
like the one in Night of the Living Dead?
Jesus it did as did the small graveyard

with its Revolution-era stones, broken
as a jagged, smirking smile. Oh my
paranoia can strike deep and Mama
always said don't tempt fate, so yeah

we ran like fools for the car,
made like two bananas and split,
careening down the mountain.

 

[Angeline]

A poem I wrote for an old Halloween challenge here on the Pobo. The title comes from the cat/familiar in one of my all-time favorite movies, Bell, Book and Candle.

Pyewacket Girl

You can be her familiar,
but don’t get too close.

She winds her way
in furry limber slink through
alleyway & cityscape, sleek
October nights that linger
low on yellow smoke and mist
amid the pavements.

Dawn and grey chill rushes
in to crisp bright cider days
of dropping leaves, unlimited
blue until the Moon comes
full, rising on the sap
of your desire for her
witchy business.

Back again in peeping feline
eye she shifts the stars the night
sky twirls, she stretches lean
to soft one paw in delicate
extension

then slips past metal pails
to find you, rub your ankles,
lick your chest. Now tell me
you’re not charmed.

Hoo possesses hoom?

 

[kreemi_pi]

My panties of orange and black,
I dropped in his Halloween sack
But the real Trick-or-Treat,
It wasn't complete
Till I rode like Godiva, bareback

 

[kreemi_pi]

At a party with costumes galore,
I dressed as a Halloween whore
Fishnets and a corset,
My Trick-or-Treat whore set!
You wish I'd cum knock on your door!

 

[SmilingLez]

Dia de Muertos

Candle smoke.
Oranges.

A photo,
a drink.
The altar waits.

Sugar skulls,
children laugh.

We eat
what they loved,
We drink
what they drank.

For one night,
they are home.
Family again.

 

[champagne1982]

Halloween

Remember the dead
let them go as you release
their light to the flames
and shout their names to the fire

watch as the bright sparks lift
to the night sky and become one
with the stars as they fade from sight
but never from heart or memory

then drink and love to appease
the lingering menace
beside the thinning barrier
in the moon's light

The feast of Samhain blesses
the living and removes
confused and lost souls from
this plane of existence

The dead are elevated this eve
and their names are blessed
so they may be honored
in the dawn of All Saints

 

[kreemi_pi]

Halloween is here
That hot vampire, she will be
Goblin up your cum

 

[Tzara]

Hallowe'en

The thin slice of a crescent moon,
The howl of shifting winds,
The flickering of candlelight
Through toothy pumpkins' grins.

Small children, costumed, walk the streets.
Those older roam with friends.

Some sate the goblins' ire with sweets,
While others suffer papered trees
Or have their windows soaped with glee.
All Hallow's Eve is here again.

 

[kreemi_pi]

I'm sorry if I must repeat
By lim'ricking this trick or treat
But i'd be impressed
If you Halloween dressed
As a butcher...and gave me your meat

 

[Angeline]

Bite Me Blues

Bite me Drac baby, bite me slow and sweet.
Drink me in baby, let me share my heat.
Your skin is marble, you feel cold as ice.
Sink those fangs in deep. Doesn't that feel nice?

I've tossed all the garlic, don't have a cross,
So drink me up Vladie, show me who's boss.
Can't see your reflection but you ain't lost:
I can see those bright teeth. You must have flossed.

Drink my blood honey, but don't take it all.
I'm getting so weak now, don't want to fall.
Let me sip on you: I won't leave a mark.
We can hunt together while the night's dark.

 

[kreemi_pi]

Bite Me Blues

Bite me Drac baby, bite me slow and sweet.
Drink me in baby, let me share my heat.
Your skin is marble, you feel cold as ice.
Sink those fangs in deep. Doesn't that feel nice?

I've tossed all the garlic, don't have a cross,
So drink me up Vladie, show me who's boss.
Can't see your reflection but you ain't lost:
I can see those bright teeth. You must have flossed.

Drink my blood honey, but don't take it all.
I'm getting so weak now, don't want to fall.
Let me sip on you: I won't leave a mark.
We can hunt together while the night's dark.

Love this!

 

[42BelowsBack]

On a suburban street
the footfalls within a
menagerie of ghouls
a posse of Vampires
candles and candies
the cornucopia of life
bright eyed hopes and
undreamed dreams all
wait, warlocks, witches
Wednesday Adams all
outside the front door,
of the spooky last house.
The pumkin bell cackles
MwahaahaaMwhaahaa

 

[42BelowsBack]

There are the trees stooped
Willow weep all their days
where swung the swing we
played the (x)hildren all we
who went a ways away on
a moonless night the sleep
-less path our early grave
like the moon we rise again
and play and play until we
dressed as ghouls plagued
the neighborhood houses
with gleeful howls of Trick
or Treat. Mwahahaamwha


PART TWO You know it’s
a horror when there’s a
sequel.

 

[vagrantx]

when the ancient hermit
split himself ninefold
each incarnate held a story
a song or saga yet untold

they crept like whispers through the world
to sow the dread he'd wrought
some sang to graves while others wept
and one, a jester, danced at court

it chilled the young kings blood to ice
and stole the remnants of his joy
a rattling laugh split 'part his throat
a royal corpse, a lifeless boy

and when the hermit called them home
their voices stirred the sea
frothing waves brought death to shore
there was no time to flee

the hermit watched with hollow eyes
he felt
nothing

 

[kreemi_pi]

Ok we need a Tanka...

TANK OR TREAT
by Kreemi

Costume party, yo
Met this dude in Spidey garb
Stuck to me like webs
Peter Parker Porked me good
Shot his goop inside of me

 

[Xenofidelity78]

It's funny now
that we dress in goblin and ghoul
and ponder if a sexy nurse costume
is the one we ought to do

we forget what it used to be
and what it used to mean
we just visit one another
and shout Trick or Treat

it used to bring us together
more than only friends or family
it was a night of fasting before a feast
once called All Hallow's Eve

we suffered one night
to bring joy the next day
breaking bread with loved ones
and welcoming angels who lost their way

For all the hallowed were welcome
we did not need to call them by name
It was All Hallow's Eve after all
and they were all welcome just the same

perhaps we no longer need angels
maybe we've learned to save ourselves
or did we instead get tired of waiting,
for someone to show us a true heaven or hell

as a simple man I don't have those answers
but it's fun to smile and welcome the night
with all the children coming to your door
with a hopeful gleam in their eyes

they dress as monsters and heroes
they come as maiden fair
they stomp up the stoop of your steps
and hope that you are there

and so we give them candy
so we offer a small treat
in hope that it's more than sugar
that it becomes a memory

because that's all we can do
from one season to the next
is want another one to come
and welcome its effect

 

[kreemi_pi]

It's funny now
that we dress in goblin and ghoul
and ponder if a sexy nurse costume
is the one we ought to do

we forget what it used to be
and what it used to mean
we just visit one another
and shout Trick or Treat

it used to bring us together
more than only friends or family
it was a night of fasting before a feast
once called All Hallow's Eve

we suffered one night
to bring joy the next day
breaking bread with loved ones
and welcoming angels who lost their way

For all the hallowed were welcome
we did not need to call them by name
It was All Hallow's Eve after all
and they were all welcome just the same

perhaps we no longer need angels
maybe we've learned to save ourselves
or did we instead get tired of waiting,
for someone to show us a true heaven or hell

as a simple man I don't have those answers
but it's fun to smile and welcome the night
with all the children coming to your door
with a hopeful gleam in their eyes

they dress as monsters and heroes
they come as maiden fair
they stomp up the stoop of your steps
and hope that you are there

and so we give them candy
so we offer a small treat
in hope that it's more than sugar
that it becomes a memory

because that's all we can do
from one season to the next
is want another one to come
and welcome its effect

Xenooooo

 

[kreemi_pi]

One rule simple, post Halloween themed poetry (any genre) HERE before November 1, 2025.

Stoopid me i didn't even realize this was a contest . I'm a million monkeys tapping on a keyboard

 

[SmilingLez]

Stoopid me i didn't even realize this was a contest . I'm a million monkeys tapping on a keyboard

It's a challenge not a contest. Can't wait to read Your poem/prose

 

[kreemi_pi]

It's a challenge not a contest. Can't wait to read Your poem/prose

Oh thank god

 

[kreemi_pi]

It's a challenge not a contest. Can't wait to read Your poem/prose

I've just been doing limericks and Tankas on the fly, I can see that some people have put way more skill and effort into this. I just like the instant gratification of "instant literature"

 

[SmilingLez]

I've just been doing limericks and Tankas on the fly, I can see that some people have put way more skill and effort into this. I just like the instant gratification of "instant literature"

That is why I prefer well-written poetry over a meh story