Tag: #Midnight
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The Witching Hour Approaches…
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First up, an etheree poem from Anita… Image by 3D Animation Production Company from Pixabay And, one of Anita’s acrostic poems, just because… Image by Joe from Pixabay ~ Acrostic Poetry by Anita Dawes
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Passing By… #Poetry
Passing By I go where the wind blows Where dead bodies lie Midnight passing with ghost in hand Winters dying song Bare branches, frozen fingers Scraping frost Waking imagination Sound echoes on Do you feel the hand on your back? Should you run, leave winter behind Forget the sound that calls your name… ©AnitaDawes2022