Thursday, October 17, 2013

The long night


Purple glow
clouds overhead
chilling winds.

Crows rustle
branches bend
squirrels hide.

Shadows grow
sightless horrors
phantoms lurking.

Sun recedes
dark approaches
night begins.

-Scott

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