Halloween Poem Quotes & Sayings

Mencheres dropped his hands from my shoulders. "You know that's what he wants. He'll want to trade, you for her."
"Then I'll do it," I said.
Bones's grip on me turned to steel. "No, you won't. — Jeaniene Frost

If only I'd stayed on the West Coast, I might have made something of myself. — Mitch Kapor

Oh how the candles will be lit and the wood of worm burn in a fiery dust. For on all Hallow's Eve will the spirits come to play, and only the fruit of thy womb will satisfy their endless roaming. — Solange Nicole

I think that fact alone levels everything. Slapstick amazes me, the folly of humans today, the Ponzi schemes, giving birth to eight babies at once, it's amazing ... And I know, it's horrible to have your money stolen and all that, but those are amazing stories. — Laurel Nakadate

Criticism plugs the flow of God's blessing. — James MacDonald

Flames moved towards him
and dropped within
-
singed and marred
his tender skin ...
(the frightful plight tale) — Muse

Sometimes I've sat outside, not to tan, but as a result of that I ended up tanning slightly. — Julian Casablancas

A young artist can become popular more quickly with the Internet providing instant access to one's work. — Jillian Mayer

Why is it that, among men, physical courage is a trait so plenteous yet moral courage is a trait so rare? — Mark Twain

Rogue internet pharmacies continue to pose a serious threat to the health and safety of Americans. Simply put, a few unethical physicians and pharmacists have become drug suppliers to a nation. — Dianne Feinstein

You make a movie with some people, you become friends over the process of making this movie and then ... you go your own way. — Sabrina Bryan

For once, he could look back at the past without regret, and at the future without bewilderment. Simply and touchingly, he wrote in his diary: I have had so much happiness in my life so far that I feel, no matter what sorrows come, the joys will have overbalanced them. — Edmund Morris

I'm a romantic, but I'm not a romantic in the traditional sense. I like to romanticize what happens to me. Whatever happens to me - you could quantify it as good or bad - I romanticize it. I think along the lines of 'When that thing happened, it made me who I am.' That kind of thing. It's a different way of being romantic. — Zooey Deschanel

Having a first child is like swallowing an intoxicating drink made of equal parts joy and terror, chased with a bucketful of transitions nobody ever tells you about. — John Medina

A pumpkin lives but once a year
when someone sets its soul afire
and on that night it stirs up fear
until its flame is snuffed.
But e'en one night of eerie light is fright enough. — Richelle E. Goodrich

Crying in the rain. No one sees your tears and your pain gets washed away. — Elizabeth Bourgeret

Witches cackle.
Goblins growl.
Spectres boo,
And werewolves howl.
Black cats hiss.
Bats flap their wings.
Mummies moan.
The cold wind sings.
Ogre's roar.
And crows, they caw.
Vampires bahahahaha.
Warlocks swish their moonlit capes.
Loch Ness monsters churn the lake.
Skeletons, they rattle bones
While graveyards crack the old headstones.
All the while the ghouls, they cry
To trick-or-treaters passing by.
Oh, the noise on Halloween;
It makes me want to scream! — Richelle E. Goodrich

Go put on your mask.
Say 'trick-or-treat' in costume.
It's All Hallows Eve. — Richelle E. Goodrich

It was Halloween eve,
And I was yearning alone waiting for my soul mate Ethan,
He was expected by now for the celebrations in our bedroom,
We planned for this, many months back, and now I was getting restless,
My dick was erect and making a pole in my boxer - tough to handle 9 inches long of yearning all alone. — Delicious David

The coldest day in fall
is at the Hallows Evening ball
where ghoulish fun
avoids the sun
as monsters mingle wall to wall. — Richelle E. Goodrich

The Harvest Moon glows round and bold,
In pumpkin shades outlined in gold,
Illuminating eerie forms,
Unnatural as a candied corn.
Beware what dare crawls up your sleeve,
For 'tis the night called Hallows Eve. — Richelle E. Goodrich

A Halloween flower,
if ever there was one,
would smell like an onion,
have thorns like a rose.
With charcoal black petals
and vines that entangle,
t'would grow under moonlight
in mud, I suppose. — Richelle E. Goodrich

Treats and tricks.
Witch broomsticks.
Jack-o-lanterns
Lick their lips.

Crows and cats.
Vampire bats.
Capes and fangs
And pointed hats.

Werewolves howl.
Phantoms prowl.
Halloween's
Upon us now. — Richelle E. Goodrich

Haunt an old house.
Ask for a treat.
Laugh like a witch.
Lick something sweet.
Offer a trick.
Wander a maze.
Echo a boo.
Exclaim the phrase
Normal's unnatural on Halloween! — Richelle E. Goodrich