Undercover
The moon
so hazy
in early winter sky
fights to break through
denied, she
casts her spell
undercover
as a door creaks
near me
while streaking
across the sky
a ghostly hag
on her broomstick
~ cackles
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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