Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Halloween Hatch

'Twas Halloween and as night fell

The pumpkin patch began to quake.

A hole did open up from hell

In time and place for evil's sake.

Throughout the patch came smoke and fire.

The pumpkins glowed in fiery light.

Dark shadowed forms loomed to inspire

Purpose in the pumpkins this night.

For on each Halloween there be

A ritual of ancient worth

Providing opportunity

For new evil upon the Earth.

Then from each pumpkin in the patch

A demon of this night did hatch.