Sick, rabid bears
Wart covered roses
Growing under the stairs.
Silky black mushrooms
Monkeys with four eyes
One dimensional roads.
Quarters with three heads
Pennies with none
A giant, slick serpent
Will not be outdone.
The children seem restless
Dreamcatchers are trappin’
All I can say is:
Yes. It could happen!
A quick shout out to my teenage self for having this ready for me… now, get ready for the slam:
A (Parenting) Halloween Poem by Lydia at Cluttered Genius
Cursed By the Devil’s Kiss by Steena at The Angrivated Mom
Ghosts, Goblins, and Desserts – OH MY! by Dawn at Spatulas on Parade
Nothing to Fear Here by Sarah at People Don’t Eat Enough Fudge
Ode to Candy Tax by Sarah at The Momisodes
Of Springboks and Ghouls by Tamara at Confessions of a part-time working mom
Spooktacular Poetry by Jules at Bergham Life Chronicles
Stubble, Rubble, Boil and Bubble by Karen at Baking in a Tornado
The Maddening Mask by Jenn at Sparkly Poetic Weirdo
Witches and Vampires by Candice at Measurements of Merriment
It Could Happen – A Poem ©Robin Allen 2015
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