A Halloween tale

Maybe we could BLANK out for just a moment?
Then TROOP together under a COVER and
COWER at the scary sounds.
We sort of wish for a CODER to decipher the scene.
We are worried that our only weapon is an apple CORER
Perhaps we need to all jump up and shout “boo!!”

Georg’ann

Hearty SAUCE for the cold night.
Always these recipes say quick.
Only if prepped, like for tv cooks.
So much chopping.
My ailing BICEP begins to ache.
CELLO Sonata No. 5 playing.
I kept the beat, knife on bamboo.
Then vigorous stirring to the news
Letting it simmer, I resumed
reading a story of a secret
group called The COMET Callers.
Full of CODED messages sent
by elaborate means, leading
to sky watching gatherings,
pretext to ensure protection
of the COVEN meetings
where generations of women
teach their daughters magic.
Finally my own potion prepared.
Flavors melded in rich burgundy.
I never got to the store for pears.
No need of a CORER tonight.

Heather