hallowe’en poem # 2

a woman on our street this was out east gently set kittens into the held-out sacks of six enchanted goblins princesses vampires two came back that night four the next day

hallowe’en poem # 3

rachel has rubied her shoes till they are nearly rubied out wyatt is hoarse from his roar scarecrow is mom woodman dad grandma if she arrives in time will be the wicked witch pointy hat black cape ready in the car at the end of yellow brick there’ll be a feeding frenzy sugar highs tantrums tears except for those of us who will be sipping irish cream a gift of glinda and the wiz

Jacqueline Jackson © 2009