On Samhain the witches claim people’s very souls

The music plays as the veil gets thinner

As the sun quietly exchanges places with the moon

Wiccans walk the local streets anonymously

A lone blackbird flies quietly overhead

Photo by Piotr Makowski on Unsplash

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My name is Larry Trasciatti I live in Long Beach New York, am sixty two years old and have been writing poetry for around the past five years .

You can read more of my writing at EASTELMHURST.A.GO.GO