The Sunday Whirl

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Did you see that?

Once upon a lonely night
Just after dusk with little light
I saw a ring up in the sky
A frightened bat just flying by?
The thing I saw was scarlet hue
A ghoulish color that I knew
But with the damp and darkest hour
I sat and sunk into the floor
I heard a chime and then did not
From this hard place, this small spot
A trial for my nerves of steel
Making goose bumps I could feel
And then the lights came flashing on
And here the rug I sat upon
With nothing near nor way up high
A mind trick playing with my eye.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

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