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All Hallows’ Eve

31 Oct

Halloween, All Hallows’ Eve… Here we are again, falling headlong into autumn once more. In England, the clocks have gone back by an hour for daylight saving and it’s dark by five o’clock.  The leaves and dusks are turning red. It’s the perfect time to float around churchyards after dark. Here are some images to accompany an old lyric that I discovered in my vaults. 

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Eyes hewn out of the pumpkin head

The candles burning for the dead

This jagged grin on gaping jaw

Laugh with teeth  of a rusty saw

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They say he’s dead – I heard him sneeze

Scarecrow arms flapping in the breeze

The fallow fields of life we saw

Our hollow heads stuffed with straw

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Corn dolly smile on painted face

Hyacinth scent that leaves its trace

The spirit in the tulip bowl

The fool that ate the turnip whole

20161030-0013-copyI heard him speak – a rasping wheeze

A whisper in the gallows trees

The fallow fields of life we saw

Our hollow heads stuffed with straw

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All text and images © PSR 2016

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