Haunted Pumpkin Walk
Marmora Lion's Park 2007
Councilor Cathie replies to my Halloween email with a request for me to
fill in for a sick volunteer. She needs help carving nine pumpkins and
placing other spooky decorations around the village's beautiful main
park beside the Crowe River. Her idea is to have trick or treaters
follow the park's circular paths along a haunted pumpkin walk to several
candy stations -
Tomorrow birds will feed
on the drying seeds
we drop in haste
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At dusk we return to the park. I'm no longer a particularly social
being, having many years service as a village librarian. I find I now
prefer the rare, but always honest, awareness in wild animals, a few
fellow crazed poets, and solitary monks. But handing out candy to
children on All Hallows Eve appeals to me. I set down the plastic
cauldron of candy, break a large weed bedraggled branch from the muddy
river bank, and -
At the first bend
black & white dog & warlock
greet stirring river mist
Tiny witch
names me leprechaun:
young eyes still clear
4-year-old boy
in a skeleton suit
will be me in 55 years
My small dog
leaves just once
to visit another dog
Slowly shadows
circle the park
swirling dead leaves
The monster mash
makes my stupid feet move
into the mystic
Fairy princess
after fairy princess
many kingdoms on display
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Chris Faiers
"Cricket"
November 2007
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from
ZenRiver: poems & haibun, Hidden Brook Press, 2008
Chris Faiers (home)
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biography & bibliography
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Eel Pie Dharma
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