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~kat
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Samhain Cinquain
magic
is in the air
thin as skin, the veil
spirits frequent the familiar
roaming
~kat
A Cinquain for Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Poetry Challenge, Synonyms Only. Prompt words: haunt (roam, frequent) & spell (magic).
Monday with the Muse
lies growl in their
bellies, secrets
linger on their lips
it’s a poison devouring
those who breathe fire
fools whose hearts
have grown dark
~kat
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