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Samhain’s Night

With harvest safely gathered in

this Hallows Eve, the dead will rise

to haunt the homes of kith and kin

with echoes of the bean sí’s cries.

 

Then fearful folk will all withdraw,

and leave outside their sacred gift,

remaining safe from tooth and claw

of spectral shades who cross the rift.

 

Deep in the throes of Samhain’s night,

when terror pounds the panicked breast,

in vivid streaks of jagged white

troll lightning cracked from east to west.

 

Then in the coruscating light,

misshapen shadows seem to writhe,

when wandering witch and wraith and wight

escape the reaper and his scythe,

 

till through the mist the sun appears,

to sweep away the devil’s spawn,

as shadow from the forest clears,

now welcoming the light of dawn.

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Comments

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Wed 30th Oct 2024 19:39

A greeting in Irish
Beannacht i nGaeilge

Oíche Shamhna Shona Daibh!
/Ee-ha How-na hunna ghweev/ (In Phonetics)
Happy Halloween!

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