This haunting masterful poem from Stephanie DuPont invites readers into the tortured consciousness of a historic New England house, where the echoes of Salem’s dark past intertwine with supernatural visitors and centuries of accumulated secrets.
Halloween Poems
Step into the haunting realm of Every Day Poems’ Halloween Poems, where the eerie and the macabre intertwine to create a captivating tapestry of verse. As the autumn leaves crunch beneath your feet and the crisp, chilly air whispers secrets of the supernatural, immerse yourself in our curated collection of spine-chilling poems that celebrate the essence of All Hallows’ Eve.
From ghostly apparitions to wicked witches, from grinning jack-o’-lanterns to the dance of the undead, our Halloween Poems category explores the diverse facets of this delightfully spooky season. We’ve gathered works from both contemporary poets and timeless masters of the craft, ensuring a rich and varied experience for those who dare to venture into this enchanting literary landscape.
Whether you’re seeking an unsettling tale to read by candlelight or a mischievous rhyme to recite at your Halloween gathering, you’ll find poems that cater to your every dark desire. These verses will send shivers down your spine, evoke the ethereal beauty of the autumnal twilight, and remind you of the mysteries that lurk just beyond the veil of our mortal world.
So, dear reader, grab a cozy blanket, light a flickering candle, and prepare to be bewitched by the magic of Every Day Poems’ Halloween Poetry collection. As you traverse these haunting lines, remember that the boundary between the living and the dead grows thin, and the echoes of the past mingle with the whispers of the present. Let these poems be your guide through the mists of the unknown, and embrace the delightful shivers they evoke. Happy Halloween, and may your journey through these enchanting verses be as memorable as it is chilling.
Poems:
- They Say This House is Haunted by Stephanie DuPont
- THE VAMPIRE by Rudyard Kipling
- The Dance of Death by Charles Baudelaire
- The Jack-O’-Lantern By Madison Julius Cawein
- The Vampire by James Clerk Maxwell 1845
- ‘Twas Halloween Night
- The Haunted Isle By Richard H. Fay
- The Vampire by Charles Baudelaire
- Seekers by Christopher Woods
- THE WITCHES (for older children)
- The Vampire and the Ball by Rebecca L. Snowe
- The Grand Illusion by Maggie Pena
- On Cooking Krakens by Julie Irigaray
- Hallowe’en by Joel Benton (1896)
- Hallowe’en by A. F. Murray
- The Haunted Oak by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Sleepy Hollow by William Ellery Channing
- To Autumn by John Keats
THE VAMPIRE by Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling’s poem “The Vampire” tells the story of a foolish man’s infatuation with a woman who doesn’t reciprocate his feelings
The Dance of Death by Charles Baudelaire
The Dance of Death by Charles Baudelaire Carrying bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves, Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves With all the careless and high-stepping grace, And the extravagant courtesan’s thin face. Was slimmer waist e’er in a ball-room wooed? Her floating robe, in royal amplitude, Palls in deep folds around…
The Jack-O’-Lantern By Madison Julius Cawein
The Jack-O’-Lantern By Madison Julius Cawein Last night it was Hallowe’en. Darkest night I’ve ever seen. And the boy next door, I thought, Would be glad to know of this Jack-o’-lantern father brought Home from Indianapolis. And he was glad. Borrowed it. Put a candle in and lit; Hid among the weeds out there…
The Vampire by James Clerk Maxwell 1845
The Vampire by James Clerk Maxwell 1845 Translated into modern English by R Edwards There is a knight riding through the woods, A brave and noble knight is he. And surely he is on an urgent quest, He rides so hastily. He passed the oak and the birch trees, And many other trees passed he,…
‘Twas Halloween Night
‘Twas Halloween Night Peter Gregg Slater ‘Twas Halloween night, when all thro’ the house Every creature was stirring, even grandad an old souse. The candy bags were hung by the door with care, In hopes that trick-or-treaters would soon be there. The kids were all snug in their costume disguise, While visions of Skittles danc’d…
The Haunted Isle By Richard H. Fay
I lie beyond the narrow sandy strand,
A jagged mote upon the horizon,
A rugged speck upon the ocean.
Sailors skirt past my flanks in morbid dread.
My dark hollows house the unshriven dead.
The Vampire by Charles Baudelaire
You who, like the stab of a knife,
Entered my plaintive heart;
You who, strong as a herd
Of demons, came, ardent and adorned,
Seekers by Christopher Woods
In the bus station
I was near enough
To be master of ceremonies,
Seeing them on their way.
THE WITCHES (for older children)
THE WITCHES (for older children)
In the dark forest under the haze
absent the moon’s silvery rays,
when the night is black and still
the witches hold a blackbird’s quill.