Early winter nights are upon us – here’s another of my favourite poet bloggers, K Morris, with seasonal words.
As I walk through the graveyard on Halloween
I shall think on how witches and ghouls
Are only by fools
Seen.
The learned well understand
That there is no ghostly hand
To their progress stop
As they pass the graveyard plot.
Yet I shall quicken my pace
Just in case …
Times and Tides of a Beachwriter 
Thank you for sharing my poem and your very kind words. All the best – Kevin
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You’re very welcome, I loved it.
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