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Certificate of Excellence, Gold Quill, for my poem, Halloween’s Halo, and Review by Dominique Albano

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Halloween’s Halo

The halo on Halloween’s head
Heads a direct divide into dense
Fields with scarecrows on the fence
Actively aspiring to anchor a bird

So it doesn’t touch the harvest
Longing to be free to shadow dance,
Sing to the moonlit sky in a prance
That would make Dasher envy his behest

For his life is a feast of danger
Watching as prey, monsters, try
To decimate crops not theirs, and fly
Away from the field, a test, reckoning, closer

As the night darkens to a raven’s
Blackness where fear leaches
Into pores, unseen by ghosts, grinches,
Ghouls pouring out of sepulchers cravens

For their fear reeks like cyanide,
Death speeding through rows
Of crows, corn, wheat, pumpkin bows
That cinch nightly ghouls on a ride

To feast on fear’s far-reaching farm.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

Review by Dominique Erecilla Albano:

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab
Your poem “Halloween’s Halo” is a wild ride! It fits the theme “Shadow Dance” perfectly – you’re painting a picture of shadows coming alive on Halloween night, dancing with spooky creatures, and embracing the thrill of the dark.

Your poem has 28 lines, and it’s a treasure trove of imagery and wordplay! You’ve got scarecrows, monsters, Dasher, ghosts, grinches, and ghouls – it’s like a Halloween party in here!

The language is rich and vivid, and you’ve created a haunting atmosphere that’s infectious. I love how you’ve woven together the themes of fear, freedom, and the thrill of the night.

Congratulations 👏

My poetry book,  Perfectly Flawed poetry for change,  is available on all eplatforms including Amazon.  It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Certificate of Excellence with Review for my poem, Funny Sunday

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Funy Sunday

On a sunny Sunday afternoon
Their wedding Masquerade in bloom,
People dressed glowing like the moon,
While the bride and groom

Joined them in their masked
Costumes, white from head to toe,
Shiny raven black not a crow, but a bow tied
To suffocate instead of decorate the flow.

As they enter, ghouls and ghosts
Creep in droves, while Dracula drools
Over the succulent live meals in hosts,
Pros, Neffertiti, doctors, astronauts, all in pools

Surround the bride in fear as they
Prey on the dark dressed groom, whose
Tux became fodder for pirates, parrots play
Their roles driving the bride over plank in pose

Of defeat, death, depravity has no end.
But, wait! Who’s there? What’s that?
The bride swings from trees, Jane, whose bend
Of hand holds arms of freedom in a vat,

A cauldron where newt guts, brains
Of vultures, nightshade, blood that overflows
As it bublles up, swallows all it touches, cranes
Its flow into corners not to miss any blows.

Watch the witchy, whaling, warbling,
Black pointed hat flying into the air
Sprinkling her brew that’s consuming
All in a blinding jiffy like a pair in flair.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

Review by Dominique Albano

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab

The poem by Malak Kalmoni Chehab is a wild and imaginative fit for the theme Midnight Masquerade. It masterfully crafts a dark and whimsical atmosphere, perfect for a masquerade ball with a twist of magic and mystery.

The imagery is vivid and evocative, transporting the reader to a world of fantasy and horror. The language is rich and sensory, with phrases like “Ghouls and ghosts creep in droves” and “Dracula drools over the succulent live meals” that conjure up a captivating atmosphere.

The poem’s themes of masquerade, magic, and the supernatural are perfectly in line with the theme, and the use of words like “Masquerade” reinforces the idea of a night of mystery and enchantment.

As for the number of lines, there are 28 lines in the poem.

Congratulations 👏🎉

My poetry book,  Perfectly Flawed poetry for change,  is available on all eplatforms including Amazon.  It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Certificate of Excellence for my poem, Funny Sunday

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Funy Sunday

On a sunny Sunday afternoon
Their wedding Masquerade in bloom,
People dressed glowing like the moon,
While the bride and groom

Joined them in their masked
Costumes, white from head to toe,
Shiny raven black not a crow, but a bow tied
To suffocate instead of decorate the flow.

As they enter, ghouls and ghosts
Creep in droves, while Dracula drools
Over the succulent live meals in hosts,
Pros, Neffertiti, doctors, astronauts, all in pools

Surround the bride in fear as they
Prey on the dark dressed groom, whose
Tux became fodder for pirates, parrots play
Their roles driving the bride over plank in pose

Of defeat, death, depravity has no end.
But, wait! Who’s there? What’s that?
The bride swings from trees, Jane, whose bend
Of hand holds arms of freedom in a vat,

A cauldron where newt guts, brains
Of vultures, nightshade, blood that overflows
As it bublles up, swallows all it touches, cranes
Its flow into corners not to miss any blows.

Watch the witchy, whaling, warbling,
Black pointed hat flying into the air
Sprinkling her brew that’s consuming
All in a blinding jiffy like a pair in fiery flair.


©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

My poetry book,  Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Evil

Prepare,  preparing,  design,  designing,
Candies galore, pumpkins, scarecrows, witching:
The cauldron of doom, blood curdling, dooming;
House into haunting screams that are petrifying;
Possession of weaklings, turning them to demons: spine-chilling.

All Halow’s night, creeps, ghouls, and evil beings
Walk unobstructed for all to see and inspires
Villainy, vile, voracious jealousies
That promise money, rank, and powers
As long as you let evil reign over intellects.

At the witching hour, light streaks into the sky
Illuminating it with comet like arrows that vy
For attention as they fly by!
They bring knowledge,  light, perservereance, positivity,
And strength of will to annihilate all of evil’s cry.

Never fear the demons of Halloween,
For their imagination runs amuck, unseen.
But, reality is harsher, fiercer, more mysterious.