![]() Conjure!A Poem by Thomas Fitzgerald![]() Autumn - a truly magical time of year!![]() All hallows breath nears necks at last, Her time of year beckons close from past, A torrid word makes men fall free, The twisted branch now on a spree, Feeling tired one must push through, For eyes of blood are now upon you, The darkness dawns above come down, Splitting roots to wake soon the crown, Petals swim in brews of apple stars, One more prick to draw red in scars, Be quite now imps more spills innate, Flash in bowls once rust and ingrate, Split thy fingers and tore the sky, Bind her knees above supple thigh, Cast our spirit to land in hill folk, Whisper rhyme never loud he spoke, Goodnight for now as ghosts unchained, A smile tells truth now truly unstained. © 2014 Thomas FitzgeraldAuthor's Note
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15 Reviews Added on October 13, 2014 Last Updated on October 13, 2014 Tags: Hallows eve, Magic, Spells, Time, Witches. Author![]() Thomas FitzgeraldWexford, Leinster, IrelandAboutTo all who know by now - I love you. For those that don't, I review a lot of work on here, and I expect the same in return, friend me but make sure to have conviction! I'm a horror writer mostly bu.. more..Writing
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