… some of the best micropoetry from Twitter, kept alive in jars…

dear old lantern moon
swinging low o’er Halloween
tomb stone shadows sway

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wraith-like she dances
cool, transparent, in mid-air
fingering  your hair

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down in the basement
something drags along the floor
no one goes there now

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thin cold light of dawn
cemetery serene once more
tall dark yew keeps watch

@plantingtheoar

 

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