By Joyce Jacobo
[Author’s Note: Every year around this time, Halloween stores pop up all over the place. Many of them, I’ve noticed, seem to occupy businesses that recently closed and are due to have new owners take them over the same space shortly. Especially for Spirit Halloween stores. It just struck me as interesting.]
It seeks out emptied buildings
in which the echoes of businesses
often long-standing but now departed
still remain
Like a lonely firefly
searching for kindred spirits
whom once found
get stoked full of vigor
as they participate in a tribute
to all things altered over time
or that await
hidden in the shadows
Mortal visitors come
to marvel at decorations
wide-ranging as spiderwebs
bubbling cauldrons
and rubbery bats
activate animatronics
frightful as howling wolves
cackling clowns
and jumping spiders
or discover adornments
appealing as skeleton bones
masquerade masks
and vampire capes
Past laughter
mixes with present delights—
all to serve fleeting guests
between one season
and the next
until the spooky festivities
allow the remnants of all the memories
formed within those walls
to slip away
alongside the Harvest Moon
…to make way for another year
of fresh starts
until October
once again
approaches
a fun poem to start the season with Joyce! ❣️
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Aww, thank you, Cindy. Do you like to visit Halloween stores?
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You’re soooo welcome. Only when I need to as I have a full costume room so I just go there. lol 🤣
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“Spirited echoes”, indeed! Lovely poetry
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Aww, thank you! I’m thrilled you enjoy it.
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