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#poetry, dark, death, fantasy, ghouls, grim reaper, Hunter's Moon, moonlight, Night Owl Poetry, nightmare, poems, soul

Ghoulish creature in full moon light
Eerily stalking you, in ebony night
No longer hidden, the Hunter’s Moon glows
Lighting the way, with terror, he shows
A hideous face, with a sickle in hand
His quest for you, most carefully planned
Watching and waiting, he stares in the dark
Empty eyes gazing, he’s leaving his mark
Quivering soul, he’s gotten into your head
Wearing you down, no escape from the dead
This was a shot I took from my driveway, as the Hunter’s Moon was rising. The leaves created quite the scene, and I of course, ran with it. I have another shot, with a totally different scene, which I will share closer to Halloween 🙂
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