Ma Frog
Thoughts and Musings
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Blue mist of the night
The cold air grew suddenly still,
a blue mist moved slowly by,
growing and filling my darkened room...
Three nights of this mystic chill,
lulled awake by a haunting lullaby,
a chorus of the dead in rotting tombs...
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