So I doing something a little different today. Instead of putting the poetry on the poetry page I’m putting these two front and center.


With dripping blood
Tainted water flows
Along the river of woe


On a chilled night two young lovers make camp in a clearing surrounded by woods. After lighting logs in a small teepee style structure they sit cuddled in each others arms around the warming fire. They stare up to the sky watching the twinkling stars while roasting smor’es over the orange and red flames.

The camp fire blazes in the night
As the flames burn bright
On this All Hallows Eve

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