Shadow Puppet

On mid-winter afternoons, by half past three,
restless rooks have gathered in leafless trees.
Frosty fields are torn by the lowering sun;
the sky darkens and the witching hour’s begun.
In the dim half-light, windows start to glow
and shadow puppets haunt lanes and hedgerows.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

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My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt #234 “It’s All In The Title”

This Sunday we are choosing one or more of the given titles and fashioning a poem or story around them.

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