the woods still sigh, the owls still weep
in the darkness, dark shadows creep
and thoughts of you still fill my head
the fallen trees run black with mold
the silent leaves no longer gold
a sweet, low song fills me with dread
i left you here cold in the ground
with shuttered eyes, you made no sound
yet there you stand, though you are dead
Jane Dougherty Writes
Poetry challenge #23: Nove otto
Happy Early Halloween!
12 thoughts on “Poem 20160324”
Hi!! Thanks 😉
You’re welcome. Wish I could understand Spanish better. I’ll learn.
Brilliant! That’s my kind of dark and uncomfortable poem.
I’m glad you liked it. 😀
Very much 🙂
Dark and stark. Loved it.
You conjured the darkness perfectly. I absolutely was enthralled and loved every word. Superb! xo
Thanks! I’m glad you liked it.
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Dark and creepy–and beautifully done!
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