The Second Advent

 
At The Doors Await
 
 
Bullfrogs croaking in deep dark silence
Courting the weeds clawed in the gray
Cold tombs as long shadows drape the moist
Stiff fallow autumn grass burial ground
Seemingly amusing hallow souls under
Frail hoarse whispers slowly arising
Tearing into the frankincense embalmed air
Apparitions sway cotillion to booming croaks
 
Wallowing in the comforts of their tombs
An eve masquerade peepers of a parallel world
Across asphalts of streaking red and bright lights
Over there dusk silhouetted skyscraper abodes
Caves and tunnels of friends and neighbors
Contra dancing in pumpkin colors witch black
Pointed hats sashaying brooms down the streets
Merlin mouse ears tall and small high hopping kids all
 
At the doors await
    Food and treats hope tricks begone
Kids dash door to door
    Parents catch up chance to talk
    Eye on kids dogs get other
 
Harvests gathered in silos house corn
Growing fields fallowed cattle to barn
Tree bottoms mounds of golden rainbow
Spectrum leaves spread under canopies bare now
At the summer’s omega purple shadows stretching
Longer farther as the sun beams get shorter
Disappearing faster sinking quicker yonder
Creating pirouetting mirages of darken buildings
 
Dragons winged medusas stirring ether land
Beyond to a dawning milky way of creation
That in the apocalypse of the setting sun
Merlin waved his wand spell casting everyone
Festival of fire and crosses the horned and angels begins
Clouds of witches’ brew smoke burning the clearing
Holy and the unholy frolicking as the naked moon rising
All Hallows’ Eve trumpeted by howling carnival winds
 
At the doors await
    Food and treats hope tricks begone
Kids dash door to door
    Parents catch up chance to talk
    Eye on kids dogs get other
 
Through fields of corn through asphalts of buildings
Scarecrows of hay masks of gargoyles spouting fear
Not a breeze not a tempest stirred the continual feasting
Under enchantment as if something mystical is near
Colder now past the first black frost the last festival fire
Snuffed from jack-o-lantern the witches turned to purring kittens
Earth’s bounty excesses shared and again returned to mire
Sought blessings once more held hands up for the second advent
 
 
©NDR10.6.2016

Harvest moon to Epiphany/Second Advent. Celebrations in between!
Season of Joy! May you all flourish and enjoy!

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J Ann Crowder
over 2 years

Autumn brings in the joy of the holidays. Halloween is one of my favorites. Enjoyed reading this!

Nelson D Reyes
Nelson D Reyes
over 2 years

I love that you love my poems! Coming from you, a great poetess, it’s so inspiring. Thank you for loving and faving Jenifer.

Nelson D Reyes
Nelson D Reyes
over 2 years

Can’t wait for the Season of Joy!

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
over 2 years

@Nelson D Reyes: I'm sure we both will think of some new great poems during this time. I always love your imagery and the nice flow of your words, connecting each verse and thought.

Vic
over 3 years

I just love this time of the year... two years ago I went home for Christmas to re-experience my childhood. Glad I did.

It's a beautiful poem!

Nelson D Reyes
Nelson D Reyes
over 2 years

Santa Claus is coming to town! Thanks for liking Brod.

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