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All hallows eve



bump goes a sound in the deep dark night
ghost swoop and whail causing fright

pumpkins eyes carved and all aglow
sinister beings you hope never to know

this is all hallows eve, you best beware
its out to get you, it knows your there

in the corner, under the creaking stairs
when you scream there's no one who cares

so run and hide if you think you can
your knees shake in fright, one scared man

bump goes a sound in the deep dark night
this is how you will end, lost in shear fright
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Submitted on October 25, 2013

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Scheme Aa bb cc dd ee Aa
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 471
Words 96
Stanzas 6
Stanza Lengths 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2

Tamara Hart

hello I am a 50yr old mother of five and grandmother of seven. i just recently married my best friend of ten years, i dont know what took us so long, all i know is that we were meant to be he is truly my soul mate. about 20yrs ago i wrote all the time i managed to put together a book of poems called growing pains but as i am poor at spelling and punctuation and there was no such thing as lap tops and no spell check i trusted a close friend to edit it, i failed to keep my own copys why i dont know well i never saw her or the book again. most of the poems were painful dark heart felt poems because my life was in a really bad place and i felt like a fool for trusting her. well i refused to write after that for a long time then life started getting better as i grew and searched intill i found my self i started thinking about writing again but as i had only written from a place of intense pain i had no idea where to start so i wasted 20yrs of living what i now realize could have been great verse. than on the night of my wedding i wrote two souls joining and my new husband got his first look at my verse and was impressed {of course he is biased] i often tell him that if the world could see me thru his eyes life would be a trip. well anyways he started encouraging me to to atleast write ten min a day. well that was sept 13th and i feel as tho i have found my voice again and this time i found my self able to write both happy and sad. i look forward to sharing my work with all of you and injoying all your wonderful writes as well. and who knows maybe someday i will come across a book of poetry called growing pains and all that will matter is that its being read. i wish you all many great writes and i thank you all from the bottem of my heart for the time you spend reading my work thank you for the input. be blessed more…

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