"The Wooden Man"A Poem by NightOn the edge of Boom Town it sat with great delight. And if you listened long enough you'd hear it's cry at night. Mr. Murphy was a working man... a simple folk from town. You could hear his story told when the circus came around. The legend goes that late one night... out among the woods. He made a pact with something bad... a deal that no one should. Some people say they see him walk... the children they just ran. A legend born on circus night... They call him..."The Wooden Man". © Night.2013 © 2013 Night |
StatsAuthorNightHIAbout"Consider the Storm" “And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is.. more..Writing
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