The Jack-o-Lantern's Trail

by KA Opperman

There is a trail that through the woodland wends
When autumn casts her crimson sorcery,
But none can fathom where that pathway ends
Beyond the mist and twilight tracery.

Grim jack-o'-lanterns light the shadowed way,
Each carven visage different from the last;
They flicker over carpets of decay
Where walk the restless spirits of the past.

Soon I will wander down that haunted trail
In search of fleeting, far October dreams,
Against the chill and leaf-arousing gale,
While yet the crescent moon so thinly gleams.

I only know that I shall not return
From where that pumpkin-lanterned pathway ends,
So very deeply does my spirit yearn
To heed the mournful summons that it sends.



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