He is a shadow Sitting in the Cold still of the Night, High above the Rest of the world Quietly watching And listening Unknown and Out of sight, Witty and elusive As he glides along The wind, His nocturnal cry Will taunt your Soul Like the haunting Sounds Of a violin, Such a proud and ornate Creature Kind of mysterious in His ways, The wise old owl Stands alone Watching you With a most Conspicuous gaze.
Carlos Dickens is a poet and short fiction writer from West Virginia, with 20 years’ experience in writing poetry and short stories, subjects ranging from Gothic, science and rural settings.
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