If you be brave, pass through this gate
but be forewarned there death awaits.
On this dark night, old headstones glow.
Bones shift and stir in graves below.
Outstretched limbs point to the sky.
Leaves rustle as fanged bats pass by.
When midnight tolls on Halloween,
ghosts rise to haunt this eerie scene.
The gate will close as morning nears.
Those trapped inside will disappear.
Next Halloween when the gate swings wide
they’ll at last return from the other side.
Spooky! You’re doing a good job with these. And I liked your water fountain photos from the other day. You’re going to have to tell me how you did that.
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Thanks!
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I love this! The rhythm of it is great.
Have a blessed evening. 🙂
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Thank you! It was a fun post to write. 🙂
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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Oh Maggie- you are nailing these challenges! Your creative photography and writing talents are simply spooktacular!
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Hahahah! Thanks!
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You are extremely talented. With that level of sensitivity I am glad you have Chules to comfort you and make you smile.
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Thank you, Peggy. Chules is definitely a good buddy and a great muse.
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wonderfully done.
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Thank you.
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