Tag: #Witches
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Glittering Magpies… #Poetry
Glittering magpies gather, silent wings stand overshadowed by dark clouds hovering Loud with thunder, lightning strikes Dancing around the fire, witches wait Cowering in the shadows, a spy watches often wishing she could join the coven After scurrying away, she turns into Judas taking her thirty pieces of silver… ©AnitaDawes2022
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Trouble… #Poetry
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Trouble Hubble Bubble, I am always in trouble I speak when I should keep it shut When I should speak, I don’t And that’s when the s**t hits the fan To say I could have told you Voices raised to thunder status Doors slam Red faces screaming on too long I can’t…