A Spooky Halloween Poem

Hello Young Author’s Club members! Your challenge this week is to write a poem about Halloween. Remember that poetry does not have to rhyme! Include sensory impressions from all five senses and use interesting or unusual descriptive words. The Art Committee can find or create art to go along with the poems. The Contest committee will choose their favourite three poems to post on the blog.

To get you in the mood, check out this spooky poem excerpt by Emily Dickinson:

Two Ghosts Converse

I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?
‘For beauty,’ I replied.
‘And I for truth, — the two are one;
We brethren are,’ he said.

And so, as kinsmen met at night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.

-Emily Dickinson