Poetry, like Music and Art... is the language of the Soul. It is within this respect,that it has allowed me to write from the depths of my mind,heart and soul. These poems are reflections of the innate strength, fragility and unquestionable foibles of human nature and the life experiences that help shape it. Expressions and Reflections of a journey to observing, contemplating, but above all... Living, Loving and Learning...about this interesting yet often times, crazy thing, we call...LIFE.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
The Witching Hour
Beware the eve, when the full moon rises
When humans don their eerie disguises
Just when the hands of time strikes Twelve
Into the cold and gripping darkness we delve
Tis, the time of the....Witching Hour
When spirits seek to regain their power
The Dead and the Living, both share the night
As Fear lends wings..... to flight
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