The Witching Hour
by Norma Martiri
Inside the deepest, darkest night,
An eerie presence unexplained.
Abstruse dreams jolted with a fright,
My booming heart alert and strained.
A feeble light; my sole defence,
While choked screams fade in cold silence.
Malevolence seeks to devour,
Disquieted souls in this dark hour.
(Rispetto)
Copyright ©: 2011 Norma Martiri
End of the poem
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- Ок Мельникова – Моя муза любитель блюза
- Couplet 3 poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Virginal poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Офицер! Смотри на эту саблю (РОСТА)
- For Hans Carossa by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Ольга Высотская – Здравствуй, праздник
- The Tree poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Love’s Harvest poem – Alfred Austin
- The Bagpipe Who Didn’t Say No by Shel Silverstein
- Lover’s Gifts VIII: There Is Room for You by Rabindranath Tagore
- Prayer of St. Francis Xavier poem – Alexander Pope
- All-Accomplished Rover by William Somervile
- Юлия Друнина – Альпинисту
- A Tale of Starvation poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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