Fly away with me
Over the stark moon,
Far beyond the
Darkening trees
Where wee fae lark
Playing tunes on
Silver spoons:
Whilst three cloaked
Folk cast runes.
“Don’t stray
Where amber eyes
Prey”.
There in the shadows
Crones moan and cackle
And bones rattle
Below in the gallows.
mermaids shake
In the shallows.
Weird sallow worms
Wake as the cauldron
Quakes;
Feared fakes
Tumble,
Crumble,
Spit and bake.
Lavender Moon: Artist, Poet and Lover of Nature 
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