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Poetry: “Barren branches”

Just another reflection I made.


Barren branches

Blackened branches stretching
Up towards the sky
Like the withered fingers
Of a long dead corpse

Rattling in the autumn breeze
Knocking all about
Like the sounds of walking dead
Risen from their tombs

The mood is set for horror
Of clutching, gripping fright
I see now why the horror writers
Love this time of year


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