... not really, but it is a travel day foe me. So instead of commentary, I'll drop in a little Halloween tidbit, the beginning of one of my early Halloween poems. I'll leave it up to you to decide if it's a trick, or a treat. If you feel like sharing one of your favorite Halloween verses, drop it into comments. Off to new haunts for a few days. --- Carrie Lee
When furred throats howl and darkness falls
and the nightkin ooze from their moldery walls
the goblins unshutter their cursed stalls.
The doom drum booms a shudderous sound
and mist hags seep from their gravedirt mound
to barter dark wares that can only be found
in the hour of the nightmare market....
excerpt from Nightmare Market
by C L Clickard
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