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
15 random poems
- Farewell to the Court by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Reply to a Trimming Epistle, received from a Tailor by Robert Burns
- Addressed To Haydon poem – John Keats poems
- Immaculacy by Satish Verma
- Remorse: A Fragment by Robert Burns
- A Walk by Rainer Maria Rilke
- The Blues by William Matthews
- In The Event Of My Demise by Tupac Shakur
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- Robert Burns: Epigram On Parting With A Kind Host In The Highlands:
- When Runnels Began To Leap And Sing poem – Alfred Austin
- Вера Павлова – Вот и пришли времена
- Heaven by Philip Levine
- Opifex by Thomas Edward Brown
- Metamorphoses Of The Moon by Sylvia Plath
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
