December 2024
Wayne Hebb
whebb2014@gmail.com
whebb2014@gmail.com
Bio Note: I am a retired police officer living in St. John's with my wife. I enjoy writing poetry, fiction and non-fiction as well as photography.
October Mist
The trees and the shadows
Crowd the trail as
I walk through the
Misty October night
The dark and the mist
Distorting shapes into
Something strange and evil
The gravel crunches
Under foot as a tall
Slender figure
Approaches
A few steps further and it
Turns to a trail sign
Which I knew was there but
The mind works overtime
When you are walking on
A dark lonely trail
In the mist
©2024 Wayne Hebb
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