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A spell like no other

It wept and it crept through the tinsel

Of time, a spell like no other was coming

To life. Forbidding, ill-natured and fraught

With denial, a nastier spell it would be

Hard to find.

A spell like no other, a wicked device, a

A contrivance of evil for All Hallows’

Night. Beware if you find it slipped into

A book, it’s not a bookmark, but a mark

Of bad luck.

The tinsel of time a sparkling charade,

A misleading route to regret and dismay,

A source of misfortune, ill will and

Complaint, a shiny illusion, a glittering


A spell like no other, a spell with a

Grudge, a spell with the smell of a

Grave freshly dug. A graveyard

Contortion, a frightener in rhyme, a

Hallowe’en spell of the creepiest


And thus so it was on All Hallows’ Eve,

Spells were cast widely for tricks and

For treats. But amongst all the fun was

A spell hidden deep, was it found? Was

It cast? I can’t say, but could be.

© Joseph G Dawson




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