A thumping, a glumping, a bumping is heard
I turn and there’s nothing, I swear.
It’s darkening, fear’s hearkening.
Then suddenly, a dank chill fills the air.
Shawl pulled closer, mood grows moroser,
Sparks prickle the ends of my hair.
Mood’s getting intense, I light the incense.
Oh dear, what’s that shape over there.
My eyes attestation, skull’s manifestation
As its eyes glow, it floats near the chair.
Tao Talk 
Nicely done! You bring the idea of the surreal really well in this piece!
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thanks Dawn!
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So much fun. I love it! 🙂
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🙂 I enjoyed this !
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🙂 it was fun to write and the gif i found fit it well
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Fantastic rhyming. I really loved that. It made me laugh. I didn’t want it to end. Keep writing, it’s too good to leave it there. 🙂
Oh and I love the word ‘glumping’, not come across it before but it’s great.
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lol I felt the same about it being unfinished. maybe more installments until halloween? thanks for the encouragement. about glumping — not even sure it’s a word but it fit the space 😉
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It’s a word now, I think it’s a great one. No pressure, it’s a great poem as it is, but if you do feel like adding to it, that would be great too. 🙂
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Happy Halloween!
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Thank you! Happy Halloween!
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Reblogged this on Go Dog Go Café and commented:
Come read Kristian’s pick for Pay it Forward this week
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Thanks Gina and please thank Kristian!
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❤
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This is such fun and so fantastic!
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glad you like it!
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I sure did!
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