Spirits do not affect me now.

Gone walking rocky cliffs
Seem to stretch to oblivion
This rain with little clothing
Cuts my fatty layers through
To quake the bone
I haven't known home since you were with me
Now the most powerful memory barely manifests in mist
This calls for a summoning
I'm shamed in calling for you, maybe I'm too paranoid. After all you said you loved me and it stuck in the midnight wind through windows.
Please let me find your face in dream to lead me home.

My Jack O'Lantern has a Jagged toothy grin. It is a candle burning with orange lasting light to keep at bay the spirits of the night.
I put you at my door to keep the fear from coming this way, knowing that the demons will be scared off on this special day.
You are my lucky ward to fend-off the demon hordes.
So please burn bright for me the rest of Halloween night my fearless beacon of gentle falling light.
You are my saving flame, warming my heart and giving a feeling of delight as you save me from the scary night.
Thank you Jack O'Lantern for your might against Halloween night.

Gather all your agony,
and whisper it to the sun,
so you know that a bitter life
is just a forged illusion,
for you still have roads to take,
you still have time to shine,
and the spirits you think you lack,
have been woven in your spine.
Say goodbye to your sanity
and be carefree for a while,
give a chance to all your wildness
so it can also smile.
Then pair it with adventure,
when you're about to revive,
then stir in some more wonder
and once again, you'll be alive.

many interludes of laughter pealed
from a jovial kookaburra
who sat high on the elm tree's branch
gaily chortling to himself
as the dawning sun rose
of such merry tidings
the bird did bring
uplifting
was his
joy
######
he'd
given
the new day
a jolliness
the mood of much glee
making his chuckling tones
the sound great to listen to
enlivening the heart's spirits
with a bright awakening call
ever so happy in the morning staging