The cool autumn air, made crisp by the light of the Moon
with a breeze that brings with it an early chill
Mist circles in an eerie haze
and distant noises echo
ethereal and penetrating sounds
bringing closer the darkness

Everything is strange in the darkness
Shadows elongated by the position of the Moon
Whispers and screams combine into their own unique sounds
Everything causes a chill
to travel up and down the spine almost like an echo
and rational thoughts disappear within a garbled haze

Actually, it’s everywhere, this haze
it reverberates through the darkness
it’s carried on every echo
its energy enhanced by the Moon
and dispersed due to the chill
and there are still the sounds

Cackling, laughing, growling, all horrific sounds
combined and merged, cutting through the haze
replenishing the chill
adding more to the psychological darkness
increased ever so slightly by the power of the Moon
and the carried repeat of each and every echo

There’s actually more too in each echo
more to the reverberated sounds
more than just the power of the Moon
and that added extra discombobulates the haze
filling the darkness
and further intensifying the chill

The combination of everything merging increases the fear, the chill
rapid heartbeats contribute to the now deafening echo
cold beads of sweat unseen through the tightening darkness
and heavy breathing obscured by the smothering sounds
it’s no wonder everything is in a haze
made all the more spooky by the light of the Moon

I like it, the Moon. It brings alive the energy within the chill
cuts through the haze and shows me the source of the echo;
the sounds from the Halloween party, making light the darkness


Another form of poetry I have just stumbled across, this; a Sestina, or Sextain

Six words are repeated through six stanzas made up of six lines (the words end each line), and then a three line stanza, or ‘envoi’ (as we in the know know) has one of the words included in each line with another one ending it.

The words are repeated in a set pattern:

1: A, B, C, D, E, F

2: F, A, E, B, D, C

3: C, F, D, A, B, E

4: E, C, B, F, A, D

5: D, E, A, C, F, B

6: B, D, F, E, C, A

And the envoi: AB CD EF

The words I used for this (just as it happened) attempt were:




  1. Wonderful Poem Tom.. you know I never know what type of poetry I write I just make the end lines Rhyme.. 🙂 This is a lovely piece.. I see the green has given way to the blue.. 🙂 But then the Moon’s power has a tremendous effect right about Now..
    Wishing you well Tom.. and Hope all is well in your world..
    Hugs Sue xx

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    1. Thanks, Sue. I’m really the same, I just write rhymes… although I quite like the haiku form – that’s something I’ve picked up from blogging!
      And yes – a darker appearance for Halloween… although it may stay a little longer as I like this colour scheme.

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    1. I need to find a way to photo the Moon on my mobile, Isadora, but a little clearer… it’s a tad too bright! As for the poetic form, it seems trickier than it is… but it does need a little work! 😀


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