This Friday is All Saints’ Day so let’s write a Halloween poem. It could be a memory of treats your received or tricks you played. It could feature pumpkins, skeletons, black cats or even a witches’ sabbath, to combine last week’s prompt with this. Post your harvest in the comments below.
About Bartholomew Barker
Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.
Living Poetry 
Dogs in ghost costumes
Nature’s nurtures brought them back
For heart’s sake please do
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | October 28, 2019, 9:37 AMNice haiku.
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | October 28, 2019, 7:32 PMThank you!
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | October 28, 2019, 8:01 PMAll Hallow’ Eve
Chaff of wheat blowing tans
and darker browns across the field
where the promise of growth
once lived in the spell of earth,
where summer seeds once opened
like a heart on fire with love.
Now oil lanterns glow
through the old-field schoolhouse windows
and autumn’s twilight sweeps the land.
Children appear in the door to follow
their teacher past the sparks of a bonfire,
just lit by a father, to neighboring homesteads.
Their eyes candles of expectation,
the night sky cold, full of stars.
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Posted by steve Croft | October 28, 2019, 1:55 PMWonderfully written!
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | October 28, 2019, 3:07 PMthanks — your compliment is a treat (wink)
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Posted by Steve Croft | October 28, 2019, 3:50 PMLove those last two lines. Great work!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | October 28, 2019, 7:33 PMNow how can I write a scary poem with such a cute picture?! 🙂 OK, here goes:
Candy, costumes, cunning lies
Halloween is my favorite time
Ghosts and ghouls don’t bother me
I’m more afraid of what’s in D.C.
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Posted by JeanMarie | October 29, 2019, 2:13 AMHear! Hear!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | October 29, 2019, 5:32 PM