SERENITY

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TO HEAL A WITCH

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Or so they say.

I follow them into the woods

to the house waiting in the distance.

They roam at night

under the full moon.

The Dead walk among them,

or so we are told.

THE DEAD GAME

A SHIMMERING BLUE

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Haze covers the town,

but please do not frown.

Secrets are concealed.

The Dead are revealed.

We come in the fog.

The mist we don’t hog.

We’ll share it with you,

a shimmering blue.

The moon shines its glare

on those who come here.

Frolic in the night.

Just keep out of sight.

 

THE DEAD GAME

 

NO SUN

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The moonlight shines on us all.

It has made the sun’s face fall.

It takes over the day from now on.

No more heat from its favorite sun.

Oasis will exist in the dark.

It’s scary in this deserted park.

I must get home before it’s too late.

Before my fate is sealed on this date.

THE DEAD GAME

 

TWILIGHT

💙 As the sunsets on 500px by Anne Costello, Ireland
☀  Canon EOS 550D-f/5.59-1/160s-69mm-iso200, 3404✱5015px-rating:91.3

 

 

The setting sun brings an end to

a day of rainbows and soft wishes.

The moon waits

in the wings for its turn.

The twinkling stars hover nearby,

ready to follow its leader into the darkness.

The sky lowers its head in acceptance of the daily switch,

torn between the two heavenly delights.

THE DEPTHS OF DESPAIR

 

 

Anguish is my sole friend.

Tentacles wrap me close

with its wiry arms of despair.

The day holds no easement for my pain.

The sun shines too bright from its tall pedestal.

The night brings forth the proud moon

that rides the sky with its chariot of horses.

Its glow lights the hearts of the forgotten.

Its reflection soothes the troubled soul.

One more minute before I join the others.

The ones who search for the white reflection

in the cold depths below.

HOLD ME

 

Cover me with your yellow light.

Hide me from the night’s evil plight.

 

Take me in your arms and hold me.

Come down to me on bended knee.

 

I need you tonight and forever more.

Hold me so tight until I’m hurt and sore. 

DANCE IN THE WOODS

 

 

DANCE IN THE WOODS

Feel the wind in your hair.

Raise your arms in the air.

Sway in the dark.

Alone in the park.

Dance in the night.

It will give you light.

Dance with the moon.

The sun will rise soon.

Let loose, dance, sway, and bend.

Mother nature is your friend.

A SWIRL OF SMOKE

1 Swirl of smoke

 

Lost in a swirl of smoke

as it climbs the night sky.

It dances with the wind

as it reaches up high.

 

The smoke flickers and shakes

throughout its delicate journey.

Braced against any breath

from the nearby beings’ yearning.

 

It rises slowly.

Its arms reach up to the moon.

A cold wind wafts past.

It will be there all too soon.