Hello, Poetry Lovers. So, Halloween is looming, eh?
I’ve taken the liberty of penning two poems about this certain night. The first is in the style of Pam Ayres, and the second is – er – in my style really…. Well, read on…..


h alloween, you’re such a bore!
Trick or Treater’s at my door

Out with fun-size sweets I go
Recently purchased from big Tesco
A kid with a cape and witches’ hat
Says that my offering’s not all that
Now listen here, you ungrateful snitch
All I did on Halloween was draw a witch!
I‘d have loved to have been a trick or treater
But the only thing on Halloween was Blue Peter!
And I never got a badge, I sigh

The kids bid a nervous goodbye!
They all leg it into the night,
My fun-sized treats gone from sight.
(Luckily they were on special offer!)

October 1968
Coal black night where witches fly
“Can I come with you, aye bye and bye”
Grey skies on a school afternoon
they say witches fly right to the moon
But what IS Halloween?!

Conkers lay dead on the ground
come now, you’re home safe and sound
shall I draw you a nice pumpkin pie?
Americans don’t eat them, that’s pie in the sky!
But what IS Halloween?!
Teacher shouty and brash
school dinners with corned beef hash
Friday afternoon I’ll draw her a witch
but Mrs Ross’s a bad-tempered old bitch
But what IS Halloween?!

She’ll love her favourites Maxine and Pat’s
mine will get a glance and that’s
that. I’ll take it home, hope for the best
that Mum will take the slightest interest
But what IS Halloween?!


This question actually comes from my lips
Mum says shuttup and eat your chips!
no-one cares less about stupid Halloween
witches don’t exist, this is bloody obscene
It’s actually the eve of All Saints Day
now for chrissakes go and play!
But what IS Halloween?!

Wasn’t that a hoot?! Do submit any yourselves! What fun!
Thanks for tuning in, I’ll be back for more poetry antics – same time, same channel……



