Tonight in sight of shining moon
A broomstick passes by
With witch at helm and cat at rear
Up high in the night sky
And bat eclipses light from lamp
That lights the streets below
As shrieks in distance chill the air
And green fires gently glow
Where cauldrons simmer on such flames
Awaiting tails of rats
And spiders webs and eye of frog
Mix with the blood of gnat
Whilst on the heath a coven meets
To chant new spells again
As deep in pagan underworld
They celebrate Samhain
Back in the runes of ancient time
From Celtic days of old
The festival of Samhain saw
Dark winter days unfold
As summer’s light was bid adieu
And sank just out of reach
Enticing Celts to then believe
Dead souls might rise and breach
The thinner winter boundary
Mid this world and the next
With fears that evil spirits
Might come and cast a hex
And thus to stifle havoc
They’d dress up in costume
To scare away unwanted ghosts
And still their sense of doom.
And with jack o-lantern turnips
Placed in their window frame
They’d ward off evil spirits
To dispel them from the game
But now this Celtic festival
Is meshed with other days
In a melting pot of rituals
Called Halloween today
Ginz&Tonic 