Everyday is Halloween
Without this leftover weeping willow
There would be nowhere to nest my eye
If there were not the rejoicing swallows
Amid concrete Deaf and dumb would be I
These apartments with hollow windows
With zeniths That seem to scrape the sky
Pierce the night and the day overshadow
Hold our beings and our avatars
Captive From wilderness and stars
How could we imprison ourselves
When life and liberty Nature endow
These are not places for living
Even the ground is paved dead
I am a soul weaned from earth
Homeless, everyday is Halloween
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Hello arobot,
A deep, poignant write.
Very good.
It was a hit dead in London where I live no trick or treaters.
England will be going through a national lockdown from 5.11.2020.
Keep writing ✍ and safe during these challenging times.
FineB
Halloween was wild here in UK. I wish everday could be so invigorating. It cost me a small fortune in treats. I even had to give my wellies away. Well it was raining.
I don't know if you live in the UK, or have an equivalent to Job Centres. But going there makes every day like Halloween. Thankfully, we don't have to go EVERY day. I thought your poem was going to be about that! lol.
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