Evening’s dusk, eerie forebodings,
Making one feel so insecure,
Blotting out distance, shapes of things,
Creating a scene, too obscure,
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A very atmospheric poem Ernestine, the work of a master poet. Love, Andrew xx
Sets a spooky mood. Might have to check the locks on the doors before I go to bed tonight... -chuck
You are so right it can be an eerie time and to even arrive home to an empty house at dusk can be a little frightening. Your work is always a pleasure to read and has the right ingredients for what is intended and you always make masterpieces with your poems. 10 Karin Anderson