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Lost Places, House, Ruin, Abandoned, Old

The haunted house was old and dark
    empty but there was a sound “Hark,
        of footsteps.”

This house was of Pennsylvania
   and not in Transylvania’s
       small foothills.

Among dusty rooms you might spy
   sights ghostly to the naked eye
        of footprints.

Be careful as you walk on through
    that you are not a victim to
        the footfalls.

The sight that is the most to dread
 is that of someone with no head
       the footman.

5/6/20

''Halloween Fright'
Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 10/16/2020 10:44:00 AM
- Boo ... evil spirits dance for this contest :) - Congratulations on your great Halloween poem, Janis :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 10/15/2020 11:23:00 AM
Very nice Janis. :) The feet have it! Congratulations on the win! Linda
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Date: 10/15/2020 10:15:00 AM
Janis, I love the way you used all the "foot" words in the last line of each verse. Very clever. Congratulations on a first-place win! Best wishes, Carolyn
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Janis Medders Tobechi
Date: 10/15/2020 11:15:00 AM
Thanks Carolyn. Great contest.
Date: 5/24/2020 1:31:00 PM
Janis, I loved your wonderful approach to this contest! Congratulations on your well-deserved win! xxoo
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Date: 5/23/2020 9:02:00 PM
A haunting verse Janis, Congrats on your win..
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Date: 5/23/2020 6:36:00 PM
This is so thrilling and adventurous. Enjoyed reading it with your well-crafted imagery. Congratulations on your win Janis :)
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