Halloween Poetry
by Thane Perkins
October's Porch
The scarecrow stands amid leaves on the porch,
Straw stuffing sticks out like flames from a torch.
A pumpkin named Jack,
Sits silently back,
So his candle doesn't give scarecrow a scorch
-Thane Perkins, 10/30/02
All Hallow's Eve
Trudging along dark streets in the night.
Hoping to get or give a good fright.
For sweets as a prize,
They travel in guise,
Filling doorways with sounds of delight.
-Thane Perkins, 10/30/02
Nantucket Real Estate
There once was a house in Nantucket,
Where ghosts came for a Halloween junket.
The spirits they reveled,
'Til the home was leveled.
What a great place to kick-the-bucket.
-Thane Perkins, 10/30/02
Thane joined us for the first time in our 2002 fall poetry festival. He writes, "I've never tried this poetic form, but when I got the idea for a Halloween variation of the infamous Nantucket limerick I couldn't resist. So, bear with!"