Halloween is one of the most successful celebrations in our country in recent years, the perfect occasion to experience a terrifying and fun night. Today we bring you some Halloween poems that are perfect to recite with children and that feel much more integrated into that special night.
On the night of October 31, Halloween is celebrated, a tradition that was born in Ireland but is best known for its success in the United States, from where we have seen it in many series and movies. Although it is related to terror, the truth is that it is suitable for all audiences and children have a great time.
Halloween poems for kids
Halloween
It’s the end of summer
and the harvest ends
is the soul that hallucinates
to the distant spirit.
Return of the dead
without a doubt it has to happen
the graves have to be broken
It is the sure thing, the certain thing.
The black of dark night
sunrise orange
will shatter his power
the house will be safe.
Sweets and food
will provoke your attention
it is a celebration of illusion
daring celebration.
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The ghost
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This is the story
of the fair ghost
that every night
he dies of fright.
Live the poor thing
in a subway
among some spiders
raised for years.
As soon as it gets dark
groans in dread:
Will he come tonight?
What a scare! How awful!
At twelve o’clock
Luis Vampiro arrives
I came to accompany you
they are very friends.
Tell me, little ghost!
What scares you?
Ask the mummy
from your corner.
The little ghost cries
gushing fog
and then whisper:
I’m afraid of mice!
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Miss witch
To be a precious witch
you must always smell garlic,
have a greenish face
and the hairs of scourer.
Being bony and long eared
and shine on the nose
a hairy wart
long as a worm.
Have only one tooth
and a colossal hump.
Speak in a shrill voice
and lean on a broom.
If in addition to all this
you always dress in dark
and you live in an unhealthy place,
you’ll be Miss Witch, for sure.
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Among the pumpkins
Among the pumpkins
eyes on fire
reflected in the embers
the black of the sky.
Oh disguise!
you hide behind
of that mask
in gray presence
night glow
you hide your presence
agitated in a murmur …
They dance on your pupils
midnight
the mysterious pendulums
marking twelve.
