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a Dark Dreamscapes prompted poem |
weave me a spell of witchery call the spirits to circle 'round Jack now grins with his eyes of fire and fairy lights boldly surround fierce fairies born of coals and flame this night, let your magic dance lend that power to this spell and sway in time to these chants sing to me a haunted refrain as the pumpkins lay here sleeping the trees crowd 'round to hear your tune and the demons have come a'creeping Weave me a spell of witchery. About This Poem: ▶︎ |