The Witch
written by: Mary Bone
The witch sat on a porch
wearing a wicked grin.
She was scaring women, children and men.
Her eyes seemed to scorch
right through my skin.
The witch’s gnarly fingers
pointed in my face.
Bad memories seem to linger,
as across the yard I race.
Mary Bone
Mary Bone has written two books of poetry. Her recent poems can be found at Spillwords, The Human Touch Journal, Visual Verse and
Tea-Ku Anthology at local Gems poetry. Mary has been writing short stories and poetry since the age of twelve.
Tea-Ku Anthology at local Gems poetry. Mary has been writing short stories and poetry since the age of twelve.
Latest posts by Mary Bone (see all)
- The Witch - October 25, 2021
- Show Me The Way To The River - September 23, 2021
- Pandemic Summer - July 5, 2021
