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Roger Turner·December 1, 2021

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Something Wicked

written by: Roger Turner

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something wicked
something wicked
this way comes
this way comes

I feel it in my heart and bones
Something in this game of thrones
Some how we are not alone
something wicked this way comes

I can not tell from dark or light
I only know it’s out tonight
I know I will keep from sight
Something wicked this way comes

Something wicked
Something wicked
This way comes
This way comes

Monster maybe, but not sure
I know I will lock my door
I won’t add to the monster’s score
Something wicked this way comes

Drinking from a witches brew
Ghosts, and witches, ghoulies too
I’m not going out…are you?
something wicked this way comes

something wicked
something wicked
this way comes
this way comes

I’ll stay inside alone tonight
I’ll not go out until daylight
Then everything will be alright
Something wicked this way comes

I don’t know if it’s fake or real
I only know just what I feel
I refuse to be a monster’s meal
Something wicked this way comes

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Roger Turner

DECEMBER 2018 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com

I live in London, Ontario, Canada. I have published a few books "The Christmas Ponies", "Sarah and The Christmas Ponies" among others on amazon. My tastes run to Stephen King, but reach from Dr. Suess, and Shel Silverstein. I love golf and old films and anything related to old Las Vegas. I am married to the love of my life, Megan, and have been for 19 years.

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A textbook example of nominative determinism, Lou Storey has always been a storyteller, a fact well illustrated in his art and in his writing. His careers have reflected that as well, first as a creator of idea-based exhibitions for museums, and later as a psychotherapist employing narrative therapies. His art and his writing share qualities of rich texture and detail, examining our capacity to be absurd while allowing a measure of forgiveness for our foibles. Storey and his husband Steve retired in 2021 and moved from New Jersey to Savannah Georgia. “We love everything about Savannah, it is like a city that looks like a park and thinks it’s a small town. Best of all, we can grow bananas in the backyard!”

Treats Only, Please! by Lauren Scott

Creepy cackles from tall, looming trees
startle their jumpy heartbeats as they walk.
Shadows discreetly follow the echoes
while they timidly proceed down the block.

Young voices repeat with conviction,
“It’s just a night for entertainment.”
There’s no need for goosebumps and fear
as their eyes focus on the cracked pavement.

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