Witches Ball

Two comments popped up so I will give another,lol. It is worth it, lol. Made a mistake any way, love this poem and I am always looking forward to the treasures you post. Love to all Lyz. Xx

I adored this Witches Ball, wish I was there. In the 2nd line, should u add a s to the last,and in 1st line, one n in shining. Done with the typos. This is a grand story book tale and I hope you have just as much fun on Halloween. Lol. Love this poem, Elizabeth, Love to you and yours, hope they enjoy as well. Love from Elizabeth. XX

This is a brilliant write and read and I will always comment and read your writes, Love em all, you are an excellent poet. Reread,lol. Love to all Lyz. XX

Sorry to get to your party late but I have to say this ones a brilliantly good write , actually reminded me of my mystical ball poem though I had no witchs in mine lol love and hugs Jayne x x

BOOO as you have painted a poem of Draculean madness and take us on the romp of fun and devilment that Hallooween sends us all into, the pure madness of the carnival, the celebration of the dying sun's fire lit up in pumpkins and flares, witches and black black cauldrons of toads legs and snakes; oo the stench of it, the peculiar joy of the fright of it, and the sheer theatrical fun of it all is worth the fuss of it. At the Norsk Kindergarten the children would arrive dressed ready in their costumes then we would sing in each one in turn and all comment about their clothes and how good they were, singing them a personal song. Then there was the "Slä katten ut av sekken" or "Slay the cat out of the bag" the smallest children first took a huge stick and whammed it against the hanging sack of tough paper, then the others each in turn would whack it until one of them finally made a hole in it and out came a waterfall of sweets and goodies, chaotic joy!! But the tale of hitting the cat was once a fact, a real live cat! Brrrr! Sausages and potato pancakes, or bread rolls was always the popular food and all were in high spirits. Wonderful conglomeration of fitting words and romping rhythm that drives one along in your poem Greeneyes well done, Love Ann of Norway

My son loved this one. I read it to him this morning and he has already drawn a picture to go with it. Can he read it out in his class at school...they are having a special Halloween school day on Monday where they are all going to dress up in Halloween outfits. I loved it too, great flow and exquisite rhyme. Good job, HS & Oliver. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "With all that I am and all that I could be, I walk this earth and yet nobody sees me".

Great imagery here. This is one party I would love to attend, but I don't think I would eat or drink there. What a wonderful imagination you have. I hope that all is well with you and your loved ones. Always, Cat

Love it , and can't wait to let my grandauter read it. It's just her thing. She's nine, have you ever thought about writing for that age group...