“Halloween” by Darius M. Ratcliff, November 3, 1944

Writings and Letters of Darius Mitteer Ratcliff

“Hallowe’en”

HALLOWEEN

Its Halloween

And shapes scarce seen

Are darting through the air.

The ghosts are out,

They’re all about,

They’re flitting here and there.

Along the street

With nimble feet,

A crowd of spooks I see

With laughter gay,

They’re off, away,

With whispers fraught with glee.

At twelve o’clock

A frightful knock

Comes crashing through the night,

But when I go

The cause to know

There’s not a soul in sight.

The window next

With no protest

Gives out an awesome shriek,

But when I race

And search the place,

In vain for ghosts I seek.

Sometimes they bring

Near everything

And leave it at my door:

But when I wake

I find they take

As much, and often more.

And when at last

The night is past

I gaze upon strange sights;

A rope is strung

Tree tops among,

And graced with scarlet tights.

A neighbor’s cart

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One thought on ““Halloween” by Darius M. Ratcliff, November 3, 1944

  1. Linda Fulton says:

    Thank you for including me on these emails. I do enjoy reading them!

    Sent from my iPhone

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