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Original Poem for Halloween

Samhain

Restless, they shift upon their earthen bed

As night enfolds the world in its wings drear.

Tonight, uneasy sleep the dead.

The pleasant autumn fades; the heavy tread

Of solstice hastens on the dying year—

Restless, they shift upon their earthen bed.

Forgotten memories stir in dusty head

Of blood that flows and eyes that see and ears that hear;

Tonight, uneasy sleep the dead.

The powdered hearts, no more by passions fed,

Long for love or hate, emotions’ sear;

Restless, they shift upon their earthen bed.

The living feel death’s jealousy, and dread,

And walk with quickened step and glance in fear.

Tonight, uneasy sleep the dead.

With doors and windows barred, await the thread

Of dawn that breaks dark’s hold, restores our cheer.

Restless, they shift upon their earthen bed—

Tonight, uneasy sleep the dead.