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Bewitched

By Anne G

 

Once upon

a cursed stone

atop the Devil's Hill

beneath the blackened

twisted tree with branches

reaching towards the sky

As if trying to escape

the demon's gatherings

beneath its verdant leaves

the forest's swamps

bewitched and seized

by legend and

black magic

Amidst the haunted

Villa Manor

Masonic rituals

to proclaim

in eerie silence

the presence of

the damned

femme soul

She walks as if in

a trance bewitched

in search of

someone lost

Anne G

Anne G

JUNE 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Why write?

I write because I am:

Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live.
Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference.

My intention:To poke, prod and provoke!

"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
Anne G

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