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Under the starry sky, I dream and wonder
the harvest moon is brimming with mystique
drifting in and out of deepest slumber
beams of light warmth, when the weather is bleak
restless ghosts haunt singing their ancient hymns
a horned owl hoots form a low hanging limb
mysteries of night, enchantment found me
appearing and disappearing on whim
in an alternate realm my heart beats free
written for dVerse Poetry form Dizain
hosted by Grace
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Wonderfully eerie True, seasonally perfect my friend
ReplyDeleteThank you Rob, appreciate it coming from you as I adore your poetry.
DeleteGorgeously spooky!
ReplyDeleteThanks Rosemary
DeleteOh... so much to love with the longing for an alternative realm
ReplyDeleteThat alternative realm is a great place to escape to lately.
DeleteVery atmospheric!
ReplyDeletethank you
DeleteThe uncertain feel of Autumn captured and the longing for an alternative realm - perfectly expressed...
ReplyDeleteThank you Frewin55 autumn certainly has felt a tinge of uncertainty.
DeleteMystical with autumn season captured with restless ghosts haunt singing their ancient hymns. Bring on the alternate realm in this time. Love this Truedessa.
ReplyDeleteThanks Grace and for the introduction to the form. Hear hear to the alternative realm.
Delete"In an alternate realm my heart beats free." I love that!
ReplyDeleteThanks Sherry, one needs some escapism.
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