Kayla Potts Poet I do not know?

The Black Witch

The wind blows my thoughts away. On the outskirts of my house in the greenery of the
forest, I spot a women. She wears a cape of the thickest black. Her nails longer then most
her eyes piercing into my soul. I find myself falling back word as my knees start to
quiver. My head throbs with pain . I don't know where I am it seems a blur. As I sit up I
see her once again walking toward my peaceful home . I find myself scurrying to lock my
door at last my heart feels safe . The black witch didn't get me , or did she!.

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Carol Sunshine Brown July 20, 2011 at 5:54 AM I have read your poetry today and in my mind it is an interesting piece Kayla. I will return again soon to read more of your writings. Love, Carol

Mourning Mist July 19, 2011 at 7:37 PM sometimes one must pierce a soul to discover their evil that is lurking and stalking and prowling all over the internet to destroy it;s path..

Mourning Mist July 19, 2011 at 7:36 PM memory loss with the blur? house or apartment :)