(A broken Etheree/ witches hat)
Night
falling
ink black veil
moonlit clouds pass
silver eye searching
caressing tall chimneys
thin cats wail in back alley
where soft grey shadows leap and play
eerie silence shrouding tomb like streets
broken by gates creaking midst bitter wind
Author notes
Answering your call dear friend. A halloween special for fun!
A contest entry
- New Contest Enter.... by darkchemgirl.
475 points, ended November 13, 2008, 5 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A smooth as glass write, reflection of ghosts and dark lurking things of the night. Bitter wind, perfect way to close this out.
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ooh spooky, the imagry here is spine chilling, it has a very eerie atmosphere to it. You put this together very well, the little short lines were almost a chant, like those on sapooky films. The style lending itself perfectlyto the topic. This is a seriously fine write,
Thanks littlefishone
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Nice
It really was wicked. It made feel like I was in the room with you. It was really good. Good luck.
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