Happy Halloween!

We’re hearing a few more creaks around the house tonight. It must be the wind “and nothing more.”

Or could it be that we’ve been reading too many scary poems in the last few days? Particularly haunting are the spooky poems included in the collection, Poetry for Young People: Edgar Allan Poe, published by Sterling in 1995.

Here’s the first stanza from Poe’s “The Raven” – perhaps his most famous poem.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore--
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door--
Only this and nothing more."

You can continue reading this poem at poets.org here: http://poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15638

If you’re brave enough, you might want to take a stroll through the Poetry Haunted House on the same site.
http://poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21947

My little black cat decided not to visit our neighbourhood Haunted House but opted to go trick-or-treating with friends instead. She called herself a scared-y- cat.

                                                                 Happy Halloween!