Wordplay in October

New words from a kind and loving muse seem appropriate, but it is Halloween and time to play!

Sentiments stretched succinctly from 
a suspenseful state of soul
Salacious and suggestive stirrings 
set a spookily scary scene 

Flirtatious facial gestures 
forever frozen in frigid fastness 
Forlorn forgetfulness follows 
fastidious features of fright 

Gasping garish greetings 
from ghostly gallows gawkers 
Gibbering ghouls go galloping 
on greening graveyard grounds 

Hallowed habitats haunted 
by haphazardly hardened harrowings
Heroes heralded in history 
have hardly harnessed hostilities 

Penguins and pumpkin-heads 
perform piercings with pitchforks 
at private parties where purple  
people-eaters push potions and pills

Wandering wistfully while watching 
well-wishers who wantonly wail 
and women weeping and wringing
and wrestling whelping white walruses 

Bitterly begging before brazen beasts 
that boil batches of bubbling brown brine 
to mix with buckets of blood for basting 
the bigheads of bastardly barbarians 

Ruthless red roosters rally and rage 
'round romping rats in unruly reverie 
Ridiculous rioters refute regulations,
really righteous rules and restrictions 

Devils determined to delay delivery 
of daily doses of delicious dreams 
Doggedly dislodging dramatic details
of delicate diversions and decent delights 

Menacing men making murderous murmurs 
maliciously marking amused mayhem 
Meanwhile, malingering maidens muster 
moans meant to mutilate and malign

All these frights and disturbances found in my muse’s wordplay in October wasp.