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by NightFlyer Apr 15, 2016
Dark, fantasy /
Our evening walks on haunted trails
Where lies a ghostly mystery
Through spectral clouds that slowly sail
The silver moon shines silently.
An arcane truth resides here still
As moonlight shines through leafless trees
It's shrouded in the icy chill
As spirits pass us in the breeze.
This midnight walk past battle plaques
And twisted trees in frozen gloom
The cold wind blows against our backs
Dark memories these trails entomb.
An eerie presence haunts us here
As apparitions drift on by
Fill us with dread as they appear
Neath Concord's starry Winter sky.(c) 2016 by Night Flyer
all rights reserved
by Maple Tree
Night Flyer talks of spirits and haunted trails with such a tasteful and beautiful way..
Very creative and heart warming.
Beautiful rhyme by this gentleman... what a beautiful piece!
by Louis A Ranero
Beautiful write-spooky but graceful in it's words-congratulations on your win!
An excellent and heart wrenching piece though you could have given the title from that last line..Then again I'm just tossing coin
by Milly Hayward
Congratulations on your win - Milly x