In the manor of speaking a den of cackles.A Poem by andrew mitchell
In the manner
of witch the spell is broken sweeps the broom in an ocean blue skyward which in turn saves nine - the black cat strolling as the Morse code of the belfry bell chimes Good Lord! against the laughter of a witch. © 2021 andrew mitchellAuthor's Note
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Added on April 30, 2021 Last Updated on April 30, 2021 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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