The broom danced around the room
pushed by unseen hands.
I stood there hypnotised,
and then came the crackling laughter
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Yes, where angels fear to tread..there we go, ignoring the suspenseful music as it builds all around us..you've got me in that mood, that Halloweenish mood; and once I'm in it, I can never get out of it again! Thanks for the chilling tales. Only one left to read now..(frown)
This one reminds me of the Disney's Mickey version of the Sorcerer's Apprentice (I think it was in Fantasia) . I can still see those brooms terrifying the wits out of poor Mickey Mouse. Have you by any chance been reading Edgar Allan Poe recently? Your latest poems certainly have the Poe touch. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥