Light of the Moon
Light of the moon hangs
Delivers slight disruptions
To the midnight scene
Girl seemingly beautiful
Flashes of light reveals truth
With each lightning strike
She turns into an old hag
Corrupting those near
Her evil eyes, hollow, pierce
Taking down those unwary
She walks lazy streets
Where the unsuspecting seen
All fall under spells
That she deftly crafts along
Takes them down one at a time
A victory dance
She graces at the finish
After her quota
All the souls she has bequeathed
For this latest Halloween
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
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