saw it there in the fading light;

   shadow in approaching night.

   wondered what it was about

    too fearful then to cry out,

     move from my position,

      know the apparition,

       to follow the fear,

        till it became clear

         and against mind

          distortion find

           simple clues,

            normal views

             that may

              in day




About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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