My poem, To See with Thine Own Eyes, appears on page 26 of the just published 2022 Hallowzine Issue 3 edition, hot off the (on-line) presses!
Here is the link to the PDF which you can download for free.
It’s a funky little journal and I’m pleased to have been a contributor. I think it’s a perfect way to cap off what’s been a very terrific day. No complaints about autumn this year. It’s been glorious!
Anyway, I hope everyone is doing well and as always, THANK YOU for looking!
A Halloween haiku of mine was just published! Every October 31st, Haikuniverse publishes a Halloween-themed haiku each hour of the day. Here’s the link for mine.
FYI, true story! 
The Halloween edition of The Sirens Call ezine has just been published which includes five of my poems. You can find them beginning on pages 166-167.
beetles scuttle through fallen oak leaves
meadow mouse weaves a nest of grass
flicker of wavering candlelight
a dozen or more flames dance & sputter
in the cool October mist
ivy-laden downspouts outline
an ancient crypt beneath a Hunter’s moon
its barred entrance faintly luminescent,
a teasing come-hither to what awaits inside
indecipherable headstones tilt at odd angles
footpaths littered with arboreal debris
chipmunks scamper among the graves
searching, perhaps, for long-lost kin
Today is the first of October, the very best, the most beautiful, the most inspiring and exhilarating month of the year. I adore the color, the scent, the pageantry, the crispness, the whole vibe of this month punctuated at the end with the fun of Halloween, a time when kids of all ages can act out their fantasies. It’s a time to indulge our imaginations!
What’s not to love?
Thanks for putting up with my lame – and sometimes distasteful! – Countdown to Halloween jokes! Enjoy this wonderfully creepy day (and night!!!)
Q. Why did the skeleton stay out in the snow all night?
A. He was a numb skull.
Q. Why don’t angry witches ride their brooms?
A. They’re afraid of flying off the handle.
Q. Why was the skeleton a bad archer?
A. Someone stole his bone and marrow.
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