Beware The Woods

Deep within the Hollowoaken boughs shadowa brook – swirling mystical waters There dwells a spiritevokes a knowing – joy/sorrow –how life’s run erasessoul’s voice Fleeting the momentharsh the returnbeware the woods. (Art my own)

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Beware the Full Moon

Full moon vibesstir the mood Dogs restlesssleep evasive Dangerous inklingsplague the mind Evil dons the faceof sympathy Opaque beneathdespair’s howling. (A dark poem from Twitter Tuesdays @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

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She Who Stalks

Globules of rainhit the windowpanes sloshing Day has not yet brokenthe sun held captiveunforgiving clouds A ghostly figureperches mid treeleers eyeless I recognizefeline contoursfearless slink A daemon stalkerWe’ve wrestled beforeHave I summoned her? She shiftshaunches easinginto pounce Not today, LordI pray aloudNot today! (for Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt: ghostly. Image my own)

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Out of Body

Kingfisher, my horse transports me to unseen realms a fleshless dreamer seeking oneness, Orenda, a noetic salvation. (Tuesday, I borrow from my Twitter account @Vjknutson. Image my own)

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Possessive Tints

Paint, we vowed, would negate the haunting, make the house our own – selected with care: sage green and dust of pink – sanded and scraped, pulled back baseboards… same colours there – ghosts had penetrated our psyches.

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