Poetic Licence

Poetic Licence is a collection of Poems written by me. I will update every so often, so check back occasionally.


8. Witches

A gloomy night,

A dark, ragged sky,

To terrifying for the human eye

To see and still survive.


Among the rocks,

Three old witches stand

Cursing everything in the land.

Never to be seen again.


They chorus, circling their pot,

"When shall we three meet again?

In thunder, lightning or in rain?"

As the sky is torn to shreds.


Run, run, run away,

Before they notice you.

I warn thee now to leave - you too

Could end up dead and buried.

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