It’s Autumn again, my favourite time of year, mystery... fun-filled fright
Green leaves, dutifully turn burnt-coloured hues... take flight, enthral, enrapture
Great bonfires ablaze, now celebrate... what once was poor Guy Fawkes plight
All Hallows Eve, where the dead grow near...
thin veil of death, it fractures
Where Trick-or-Treaters, take to the streets... and bright fireworks splash-paint dark nights
When bold trees disrobe, sky grows cold and Persephone... Hades captures
Autumn is when myth and magic reign... imaginations’ Fall captures
Pumpkin lanterns carved, homes adorned, scary costumes donned... mischievous fright
Lewd fiendish beasts, vampires, ghouls, ghosts... frequent trepid shadows of stark nights
Children search the sky, for witches in flight... through fear, they are enraptured
Their homes, by spirits, will they be invaded... throughout ages, time fractures
Easy to forget history’s regret... tragic Lancashire Witches’ plight
In 1605... through religious divide, Parliament was in plight
Lucky, was King James the second, Guy Fawkes was thwarted... finally captured
Failed plan to overthrow the monarch, Gun Powder Plot flawed... trust fractured
Fireworks delight, this special night, commemorates... once true, deadly fright
Ironically now, celebrate yearly festival... enraptured
In this day and age, at any age... we look forward to Bonfire Night
Autumn’s Samhain of ancient Celts... Harvest feast to dispel colder nights
Sacrificed animals for survival, to get through winter.. their plight
In ethereal mythologies, ancients were completely enraptured
From ceremonial Need-fires... torch light, each family would capture
Supernatural beings or dead souls killing livestock... was their fright
Portals, fairy mounds, shrouded Otherworlds... were opened, thresholds fractured
I love Autumnal eves, starred skies, open fires... watching flames fracture
Hot chocolate mugs, wooly socks and Welliebobs... drinking in the air’s cool night
Evening walks in leaf carpeted parks, dripped in moonlight... I feel no fright
With legend and lore, entertain, keep warm... to pass long evenings, my plight
Enjoy hotdogs, treacle toffee, parkin... childhood deliciously capture
Family huddled around fire... as children listen, with wide eyes, enraptured
Fall’s beauty... wondrous work of art, even when young, I was enraptured
Bushes and trees afire, through leafless branches... how light gently fractures
Nature’s deft pallet, makes for magnificent photographic captures
This time of year, sky’s azure more clear... obsidian velvet nights
Plants and trees lowly fall to their knees... in respect of Demeter’s plight
Nights’ temperatures chill, the wind wails fear, as Cerberus howls... what a fright
When flowers die, in draw longer nights... think of futile homeless plight
For while we’re warm, enraptured in our perfect photograph captures
They’re out there, their sanity fractured...
cold and alone... filled with fright
© Debbie Razey 2022 - Violet Moon Poetry
