I wrote these Hallowe'en Poems after working with two groups of children at Gamesley library. I hope you like them.

Please send in your Hallowe'en poems here!

There are Bats up in Our Attic

I wrote this poem because my daughter swears she heard bats above her ceiling in the night. Bats are very very special because they are so rare and clever. If you have bats in your attic make sure you take good care of them.

There are bats up in our attic
I can hear their flapping wings
When I'm lying in my bed at night
Thinking ghostly things

My mum says it's just squirrels
My dad says its a bird
But I know the truth, it's bats alright
Cos this is what I've heard.

Flap flap
Squeak squeak
Rustle, scrabble, plop
I dread to think what kind of stuff
Those little batties drop.

The attic must be covered
In their little batty pellets
They're piling up above my head
I'm surprised no one can smell it

Today I found a ladder
And climbed up in the loft
To try and see their silky wings
And downy fur so soft

I saw their great enormous ears
And little mousy faces
As they dangled in a tidy line
Snoring in their places

Yes, there's bats up in my attic
They're tiny and they're rare
And it isn't true that flying bats
Get tangled in your hair

For bats are very clever
They can see their way around
Not with their eyes like we do
But by making tiny sounds

While I'm at school, they sleep and sleep
Cozy in our loft
Then fly around at night time
Catching bugs and moths

So I'm happy as I lie in bed
With the covers pulled up tight
Chattering with my special friends
In the middle of the night.

The Skeleton's Tea

Clunky was a skeleton
Who rattled when he walked
The windy wind blew through him
And made him chatter when he talked
One day he drank a cup of tea
Just for a lovely treat
But it poured right through his tummy
And soaked his bony feet

There's a Spider in my Bedroom

There's a spider in my bedroom
Its legs are long and hairy
Its sitting just above the door
Looking mean and scary

I' d call my mum to help me
But she won't be any use
she's just as scared as I am
when a spider's on the loose

My dad is not much better
He'd poke it with a broom
Then the spider would just run and hide
Somewhere in my room

It might end up inside my shoe
and lurk there till the morning
Then when I put my foot inside
Attack me without warning

I don't dare go out through the door
Cos it might drop on my head
So I'll be stuck here for ever
Stranded in my bed.

Vampire Fred

When Freddy the vampire went shopping
The shopkeeper said, "You look ill."
Fred rolled his red eyes
Saying, "I'm not surprised"
"Just look at the size of this bill!"

The Witch

Grizelda was a scary witch
Who had a most appauling itch
That made her wriggle shake and twitch
Till her broom crash landed in a ditch

The Ghost

Bootle was a horrid ghost
Who never ever ate his toast
This drove his daddy really mad
And made his mother very sad
So if you ever meet a ghost
Make sure he eats up all his toast

The Werewolf's Bath

Walter was a werewolf
Who never brushed his hair
He never washed his hands or face
Or changed his underwear
His mummy said, “You’re smelly!”
He daddy said, “You reek”
So they made poor Walter have a bath
Each and every week.