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Halloween
It is dark as I walk past the ancient graveyard. Whatâs that? A ball of light floats inches off the ground, silver will of the whisp. My heart beats quicker, my footsteps are rushed. Noises fill the air. I turn and scream, for now I see them.
Recoil in fear
Ghosts and goblins tread this eve
The dead walk the earth
The world of spirit and life
Merge into one on this day
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This was written for Colleenâs Weekly Poetry Challenge.  The key words today were âFrightâ and âNightâ, yet for this special while she is away, we are to only use synonyms. My Tanka might not be exactly a Tanka, but close enough đ