Standing in the misty graveyard Thunder rollin', Moon ascendin' Screaming vegetation Sinks down onto the mud At midnight, nothin' is as it seems Whisterlin' wind and evil powers Predators cower from pouring rain And hail Darekness tightens it's grip The hardest part of any dream Is the night Ivy clingin' to the wall Birds beginin' to call Wind howlin' through skeletal trees Moon comes up, the shadows freeze Darkness tightens it's grip.
Reason for writing:
Its a repost.....I know.
It was the 1st poem I posted at this site, and still my favourite. It has appeared in several forms over the past 7 months, and I have posted 134 other poems here, but its always been the orginal poem that has stuck with me.
Thank you for reading over the months, and through the turbulent waters that have marked my residence here.
:)
Birth sign: Virgo
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