A Poem by Cole Hayley


Your face matched the pumpkin, 
A wide grin, jagged tooth, what-a-sin 
To carve it that happy 

You’d think we'd want it to be scary?
I think it's rather comforting 

The entire world ceased to
The golden hour of soft orange
Over dead-red brush and yellow lakes; 
The kids are just starting to go trick-or-treatin’ 
The first Halloween specials go to air 

I imagine myself dancing alone in a car yard, 
Time of the Season through a broken speaker,
The air crisp but not cold. 

© 2017 Cole Hayley

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Cole Hayley
#8 from "Poems", October 8.

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Added on October 9, 2017
Last Updated on October 9, 2017
Tags: poem, poetry, writing, cole hayley


Cole Hayley
Cole Hayley

Montreal, Canada

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