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Poem written for and submitted to "Ghouls and Goblins" poetry contest, Joseph May, sponsor

WITCHES

WITCHES ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Whispers coil in chimney smoke, Waning moon's thin silver cloak, Weeds cling to graveyard stone, Withered hands on bony knuckles, Warty bumps and elongated nose, Wax drips from candles slow on their alters, black. Woven spells on midnight's breath—
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DiMino Avatar
September 23, 2025 at 9:09 PM
Wow! Great Halloween poem. Did you speak to my first wife? Best Halloween poem posted yet!
Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 25, 2025 at 6:02 PM
awww, thank you for your humorous and enthusiastic comments
Dietrich Avatar
September 23, 2025 at 8:32 AM
Very good one with w words for witches
Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 25, 2025 at 6:02 PM
thank you so much
Gauthier Avatar
September 23, 2025 at 3:19 AM
What a classy fun poem ~ (altars)
Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 25, 2025 at 6:03 PM
thank you kindly, Line
George Avatar
September 22, 2025 at 10:02 PM
Amazing ! You have nailed it. All the Best dear Sara.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 25, 2025 at 6:03 PM
thank you...I appreciate your enthusiastic support, hugs, Sara
Godwin Avatar
September 22, 2025 at 9:57 PM
Very good! I'm not familiar with the contest requirements, don't know if you needed same starting letter. Needed or not, it works, smooth flow as started by your Ws created a great Halloween gem.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 25, 2025 at 6:03 PM
thank you, Cay Cay, for visiting and for your positive comments...enjoy your evening, hugs, Sara
Rodrigues Avatar
September 22, 2025 at 1:39 PM
We have romanticized witches. The imagined contortions of their face and skin, surely live within.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 22, 2025 at 5:26 PM
I agree...we have unfortunately romaticized witches...and I agree the physical contortions are reflections of what live inside...that's what's scary to me...thanks for stopping by, hugs, Sara
Kauffman Avatar
September 22, 2025 at 10:29 AM
Definitely spooky, Sara! Love the first line! I can see smoke "coiling" from a chimney! Great image. So creative and so visual. Best wishes for the contest. I think I see a winner here! Blessings my friend!
Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 22, 2025 at 5:25 PM
awww, thank you, Sam. I appreciate your enthusiasm for my poem and as a contest entry. Your words mean a great deal to me, hugs, Sara
Sharma Avatar
September 22, 2025 at 9:06 AM
I find it so beautiful :) A poet can make anything lovely and great!! Al the nest.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 22, 2025 at 5:24 PM
thank you!
Meadows Avatar
September 22, 2025 at 6:38 AM
A fun poem!! Well written, Sara.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 22, 2025 at 5:24 PM
thank you, sweet Daisy!
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