|Courtesy of my daughter|
It's here, it's here, that spooky time of year!
I love Susanna Hill's Halloweensie contest, and after a long year of playing mom and dad while my husband served overseas, and another move across the ocean, I'm so excited to have something to add.
The rules for this year are: "Write a (children here defined as 12 and under) (title not included in the 100 words), using the words , and ."
And coming in at 100 words (and with the added fun of my daughter's artwork), here's my Halloween poem:
The Were-Cauldron’s Bite
A pinch of shiver, a dash of scream,
one werewolf’s howl, a blood-moon beam.
A hard stir left, a quick swirl right.
The witches mix up this year’s fright.
The cauldron shakes, and sprouts long fangs.
Its feet grow claws. Its rim grows bangs.
Two ears pop out atop its lid,
and listen for that one scared kid …
Who’s clutching candy—all alone—
trembling on his way back home.
It hears him now, that poor, doomed soul,
and lurches from its fiery hole.
The cauldron’s teeth snap through the air.
The candy’s gone! So kids, BE-WERE!