This poem first ran here at Gottabook back in 2011.
I’M THE SQUEAK UPON THE STAIR...
by
Greg Pincus
I’m the squeak upon the stair...
Yet when you look, there’s no one there.
I’m howling winds, groaning floors,
Extinguished lights, slamming doors.
I’m flitting shadows, darkening skies,
Piercing screams, distant cries.
I’m all your fears – heard, felt, or seen.
I’m in your head. I’m Halloween.
Halloween is on Poetry Friday again (with the roundup hosted by Linda over at TeacherDance)! This makes me happier than peanut butter cups, I gotta say. May those of you who trick-or-treat have a happy, safe evening (same for those of you who don't, by the way). And... boo!
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Showing posts with label Halloween poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Halloween poem. Show all posts
Friday, October 31, 2014
Friday, November 01, 2013
Thoughts On the Morning After Halloween - a November First Poem/a Halloween poem
Thoughts On the Morning After Halloween
by
Greg Pincus
March always comes in like a fierce, hungry lion,
Roaring so loud that I quake.
And now I remember
That every November
Comes in like a huge stomach ache.
I hope you had a wonderful Halloween evening and that you didn't eat too much candy. I was very, very good on the eating front... though we ran out of candy on the delivering end! Eeps!
Today is not only November 1st, but it's also Poetry Friday, and you can find the roundup over at TeacherDance. Check it out, I say to you!
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by
Greg Pincus
March always comes in like a fierce, hungry lion,
Roaring so loud that I quake.
And now I remember
That every November
Comes in like a huge stomach ache.
I hope you had a wonderful Halloween evening and that you didn't eat too much candy. I was very, very good on the eating front... though we ran out of candy on the delivering end! Eeps!
Today is not only November 1st, but it's also Poetry Friday, and you can find the roundup over at TeacherDance. Check it out, I say to you!
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Thursday, October 31, 2013
Halloween - a Poetry Re-Issue
Halloween
by
Greg Pincus
Be prepared
To be scared.
Ghosts and ghouls are haunting.
Mummies moan.
Specters groan.
You know it’s you they’re wanting.
Wolfmen howl.
Goblins yowl.
A shadow hides a grave.
Streetlights flicker.
Heart beats quicker.
It’s so hard being brave.
Flashing lightning,
Far too frightening.
You know you want to flee.
But don’t run.
Just have fun.
And bring candy home for me.
Happy Halloween! Thought I'd dust off an an early (circa 2006!) GottaBook poem for the occasion. May your day be full of treats and no tricks, whether you're celebrating a holiday today or not! (And feel free to give me some of those miniature Reese's cups, if you're in a candy mood. Thanks.)
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by
Greg Pincus
Be prepared
To be scared.
Ghosts and ghouls are haunting.
Mummies moan.
Specters groan.
You know it’s you they’re wanting.
Wolfmen howl.
Goblins yowl.
A shadow hides a grave.
Streetlights flicker.
Heart beats quicker.
It’s so hard being brave.
Flashing lightning,
Far too frightening.
You know you want to flee.
But don’t run.
Just have fun.
And bring candy home for me.
Happy Halloween! Thought I'd dust off an an early (circa 2006!) GottaBook poem for the occasion. May your day be full of treats and no tricks, whether you're celebrating a holiday today or not! (And feel free to give me some of those miniature Reese's cups, if you're in a candy mood. Thanks.)
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Friday, October 28, 2011
I'm the Squeak Upon the Stair... - a spooky poem
I’M THE SQUEAK UPON THE STAIR...
by
Greg Pincus
I’m the squeak upon the stair...
Yet when you look, there’s no one there.
I’m howling winds, groaning floors,
Extinguished lights, slamming doors.
I’m flitting shadows, darkening skies,
Piercing screams, distant cries.
I’m all your fears – heard, felt, or seen.
I’m in your head. I’m Halloween.
The Poetry Friday Roundup is over at Random Noodling this week. Check it out, if you dare. Spooooooky. And remember, if you end up with any extra of those little Reese's cups this Halloween, I'll gladly help you out with them.
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by
Greg Pincus
I’m the squeak upon the stair...
Yet when you look, there’s no one there.
I’m howling winds, groaning floors,
Extinguished lights, slamming doors.
I’m flitting shadows, darkening skies,
Piercing screams, distant cries.
I’m all your fears – heard, felt, or seen.
I’m in your head. I’m Halloween.
The Poetry Friday Roundup is over at Random Noodling this week. Check it out, if you dare. Spooooooky. And remember, if you end up with any extra of those little Reese's cups this Halloween, I'll gladly help you out with them.
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Friday, October 30, 2009
Poetry Friday: a Halloween zeno!
Earlier this week, I mentioned the zeno - a form of poetry created by J. Patrick Lewis and based on the hailstone sequence. In short, the zeno's syllable pattern is 8, 4, 2, 1, 4, 2, 1, 4, 2, 1, and lines 4, 7, and 10 rhyme with each other.
Here's the first zeno I wrote (and also left in the comments at the Miss Rumphius Effect where the zeno debuted).
Halloween
by
Gregory K.
I counted down October days.
Tonight, at last,
Waiting’s
Through.
I prowl the dark,
Seeking
You.
My costume on,
I’ll shout,
“Boo!”
If you are among those who trick or treat, as always, feel free to send leftover peanut butter cups my way. And feel free to head on over to the Poetry Friday roundup, hosted over at Jen Rothschild's Biblio File.
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Here's the first zeno I wrote (and also left in the comments at the Miss Rumphius Effect where the zeno debuted).
Halloween
by
Gregory K.
I counted down October days.
Tonight, at last,
Waiting’s
Through.
I prowl the dark,
Seeking
You.
My costume on,
I’ll shout,
“Boo!”
If you are among those who trick or treat, as always, feel free to send leftover peanut butter cups my way. And feel free to head on over to the Poetry Friday roundup, hosted over at Jen Rothschild's Biblio File.
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Friday, October 13, 2006
Halloween -- a Halloween poem/Halloween poetry
For Poetry Friday the 13th in October (links collected here by Liz) this seemed rather appropriate somehow....
HALLOWEEN
by
Gregory K.
Be prepared
To be scared.
Ghosts and ghouls are haunting.
Mummies moan.
Specters groan.
You know it’s you they’re wanting.
Wolfmen howl.
Goblins yowl.
A shadow hides a grave.
Streetlights flicker
Heart beats quicker.
It’s so hard being brave.
Flashing lightning,
Far too frightening.
You know you want to flee.
But don’t run.
Just have fun.
And bring candy home for me.
(for your procrastinatory pleasure, links to this and other poems here on GottaBook are collected to the right under the headline "The Poems".)
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HALLOWEEN
by
Gregory K.
Be prepared
To be scared.
Ghosts and ghouls are haunting.
Mummies moan.
Specters groan.
You know it’s you they’re wanting.
Wolfmen howl.
Goblins yowl.
A shadow hides a grave.
Streetlights flicker
Heart beats quicker.
It’s so hard being brave.
Flashing lightning,
Far too frightening.
You know you want to flee.
But don’t run.
Just have fun.
And bring candy home for me.
(for your procrastinatory pleasure, links to this and other poems here on GottaBook are collected to the right under the headline "The Poems".)
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