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About This Poem
Catching the Darkness
The bats that fly
Beyond the rooftops
Catch the darkness
The skeletons romp
Deceased on the ground
All Hallows Eve
With pumpkins all lit
An evil likeness
The witch’s broom
Sweeps up majestic heights
She lives for the dark
Emptiness overcomes
The front porch looms
A boiling cauldron
With a devilish potion
At Halloween
Russell Sivey
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