of things between. . .

Snap of leaves and crackle of night
the scent of pumpkin fires
branches bereft of summers green
as tonight our dreams take flight

masked & marked the goblins play
kicking up the the dust of fall
weary the spirit that lingers too long
as midnight tempts the fey

thru the streets the trail weaves
pocked by crumbs of candy corn
hauntings & howlings under moon's spell
tonight on All Hallows' Eve