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Waiting For The Owl
Supper is over and bed-time awaits
The moon has shrunk to a silver cowl
My bedroom window is rimmed with ice
As I watch and wait for the owl
Waiting for the owl waiting for the owl
The woods echo to its supernatural screech
Waiting for the owl waiting for the owl
That ghostly voice more vivid than speech
Is it always the same owl or has it a sibling?
Beak no do...
Monday 20th April 2020 11:02 am
Ghostly Way
My father and mother in front, us boys behind.
It was the most wonderfully frightening experience for us back then.
When asked it was always the way we wanted to go.
Not the usual way down the brightly lit carriageway, but
through the village then, a turn to the right
down the 'ghosty' way on our way back home.
Dimming the car lights
The horror show could begin.
The white blanketed road...
Monday 16th July 2018 9:25 am
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