For those of you awed by the odd…Haunters everywhere, a good night!
Whispered words of patience, tickling my ear
The summer crawl, the wait for fall
That highlight of the year
random scribbled drawings, and mundane seeming lists
will help devise a dark surprise
a Hallows Evening tryst
long preoccupation upon a nightmare scene
as yard or lot like canvas taut
transformed by grisly theme
silently I labor, and daily it unfolds
all to create fright filled landscape
the Haunters story told
months in preparation, at last the visions done
the lights the fog the folks agog
a play for old and young
hordes dwindle slowly with anticipation sated
I’m left with thoughts of greater plots
I wouldn’t change a moment, or alter inclination
I’ll persevere, each hallowed year
In this haunters occupation.
Revise by A.E., September 2017
Great little ode to the Haunters!