Shattered And Hollow He felt shatteredand hollowas he climbedthe mountain. He rememberedevery place on themountain where theyhad made love, all thewords that were whisperedin the dark while layingby the campfire.He remembered it all,but she was gone,no longer here,and he wasshattered and hollow.~The Tennessee Poet~©Walt Page 2020 All Rights Reserved

A Haunted Library Last night I had a dreamI was in an abandoned houseIn a room that once was a libraryI could hear voicesTelling me to come inThere were many old booksBehind the broken glassOf the bookcase doorsThe books were movingOn the shelvesAs I looked at the titlesThey were all horror storiesThe books were moaning... Continue Reading →

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