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Spirits of the Night 1

It is the wispy shadow of the night That delegates shivers down my spine Superstition is their belief, But to me it’s reality Everytime I go out into the night, We always have an encounter; Spirits of the night. It is the gentle night breeze, That seems to send an invitation, To the spirits of the night Patrolling the Ghost Highway Looking for intruders from the human world. With flow of the night breeze The spirits of the night cooperate; They’re probably deliberating on something new Working on the latest innovation of mobile brooms, Or portable winnowing baskets To eradicate transport problems. The restless souls from the underworld Nash their teeth mystically In the darkness of the night Voices can be heard Soft voices of intonation. Crackling twigs and fierce growls Can be heard as you stroll Past Evil Dead’s Lane In the plain twilight It indeed is nothing but a haunted lane With a skeleton’s meeting held in the park All in the night.

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Date: 5/19/2019 1:00:00 PM
Does not sound like a good neighborhood. I would move. Ha Ha. Great poem my friend. Have a good day.
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Tinetariro Mushoriwa
Date: 10/22/2020 2:15:00 PM
Haha, yeah surely a terrible neighborhood. Thank you.