Can't Wait Till the Hallows

a sonnet for Halloween

I can't wait till the Hallows

Will have me thinking of you

And wishing for nothing more

Than to be drinking of you

I'll feel great when the Hallows

Come turning all thoughts your way

And the sweet taste of your blood

Enjoyed on All Hallows Day

It's a date when the Hallows

Beckon me right to your grave

Where each year you rise once more

To give your light to your knave

I can't wait till the Hallows

Will have me drinking of you

Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2025

Author's Note

A little fun with All Saints Day and its visits

Reviews

[Zoe Richardson]

Interesting. My daughter said she always wanted to be a vampire when she grew up. I told her I always wanted to be a Road Runner. Beep Beep Zip Bang!

[Desert Knave]

Thanks. I wanted to be a pirate ! ~Jim