Moonlight crashes through the window
Wind howls, or was it a werewolf?
teeth gnashing in the twilight hues
I heard a sound of wailing – was it you?
Creaking, creeping through freshly fallen snow
echoes of breathing deeper and deeper
eyes are bright, slowly taking you in
Category: Poets
Easter Monday, Poetry by Mary E. Latela
Genre: Growing Pains Easter Monday by Mary E. Latela @LatelaMary I wore my new pink coat, silk, princess-style, lined with satin and crinoline, to school. Fifth grader, I pretended my brother, who also walked, was a stranger, And he pretended not to know me either. From the left, a mighty little neighbor boy rushed out like… Continue reading Easter Monday, Poetry by Mary E. Latela
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