Halloween (13) Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Halloween (13)

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Midnight lies with its head over the edge of the moon
Like a ghostly balloon

It has caught the sickness of un-ease
Poisoning the twiggy woods

Owls like pale chrysanthemums
Peep from the purdah of trees

Faded footprints melt like rain in a cloudburst
My forebears are lost for words
In the straitjacket of their graves

From the corner of my eye I see an aunt
Blue lipped in her cornflower shroud
Like wool unravelling in the eiderdown of earth

Saturday, November 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: halloween
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Heather Wilkins 15 November 2014

Midnight lies with its head over the edge of the moon life a ghostly balloon nice writing

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