Open Poetry #23 |
All Hallow's Eve |
Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
Comes evening mist on noiseless feet across the graveyard green, in silent tryst with nighttime's greet, to harken Halloween, dark specter cometh, ebon cloaked, afloat on night's afreet, to her cold and lonely grave; she lies in life's defeat, moonbeams cloaked, twelve strikes of clock, without a whispered breath, of nighttime breeze, enwrapped within his somber scent of death, they say each year on Hallow's Eve, above her grave is seen, dark specter and his paramour, at midnight, Halloween. Boo! |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
For all of the chills, they are lovely chills... |
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LngJhnAg Member Elite
since 1999-07-23
Posts 3508Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion |
Tim - Great cadence and consistency in theme. You really nailed it here. I enjoyed this very much. |
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