Halloween Dance

Halloween dance

(inspired by Oscar Wilde’s poem The Harlot’s house)

In the moonlit street Halloween's embrace,
Dancing footsteps set the pace.
From a pub behind, noise and commotion,
Lit windows reveal a haunting notion.

A Halloween rap, played on violins and drums,
Skeletal musicians, whose outfits succumb.
Dancers contort in spooky delight,
Shadows are racing, emotions take flight.

Ghostly figures move to the sound,
Grinning skulls, life force they surround.
Puppets on strings, forbidden hues,
Slim silhouettes, their spirits amuse.

Laughter, shrill, resounds through the night,
"The dead dance with the dead," a yearly rite.
But suddenly, silence falls like a shroud,
The shadows stop spinning, no longer allowed.

Vampires retreat, fear force of the light.

In darkness they vanish, out of sight.
Dawn breaks flooding the previous scene
with a blanket of quietness, untouched and serene.