' [ Beneath The October Hunter's Moon ] ' Poem by Ency Bearis

There goes the seek of the shadow
At the innocent moment of nightfall
When the wind sigh to trees row to row
Swing, zing, touching the leaves to fall
And leaves wave into tuneful warbling
In that eerie, moony night compliance
Breeze into melodious breezy soughing
Branches cha-ching, chirring to annoyance
With the ho hum, and awooh sound at night
Cantata to woo, though an auditory illusion
With the October hunter's moon at night-light
Hunting observers, dream lovers in that apparition
With that macabre rhythmical, whimsical alchemy
Beneath the moon's watchful eyes to spooky fantasy


Ency Bearis
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