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Witch Poem for Halloween

Luke Holm earned bachelor degrees in English and Philosophy from NIU. He is a middle school teacher and a creative writer.

The Witch

Ugly as a pockmarked corpse,
there is a witch who slinks and warps
little children into her toys,
feeding on their fading noise.

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Visage of a Witch

Her hair is sparse, her scalp is cracked,
her boily skin is old and slacked.
When she smiles, flowers die,
dark clouds form and angels cry.

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A Witch's Home

She lives within a crumbling hole,
reinforced with bones she stole
from the grave of some old plot,
reveling in its stink and rot.

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A Witch's Brew

Her cauldron keeps a bubbling brew
filled with family she once knew.
It helps her speak to souls and ghosts
who take the toys and make them hosts.

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Happy Halloween

When her evil work is done,
she grabs her broom to have some fun.
Into the sky, she soars and screams,
"Have a happy Halloween!"

History of The Witch

© 2017 JourneyHolm

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